Wednesday, 1 June 2011

Alright, the Fuck Are We All Doing?

First of all, sorry about the lack of posts. I decided I will update Monday through Friday, cause it would be completely unrealistic to expect me to do anything over the weekend.

Second of all, no progress with Google Ads. They mis-identified my account (I guess) and said that my account is not disabled. I emailed them back, giving more details and saying "Yeah, it is disabled because it says in the 'Monetise' tab that it is disabled." (The existing AdSense account at has been disabled.) The reply I got was a quote of their first email. What a fucking joke.

Lastly, I know I haven't replied to any of the comments, or read any of the blogs I'm following. But I've had a busy (read: lazy) weekend/start of week and did nothing. I will probably do it tomorrow, as I make a new update. So, accept my apology and let's move on to the post.

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I was just thinking how miserable life is and how stupid people are for allowing it to be miserable. I don't mean to put anyone in a bad mood, on the contrary, this is quite liberating and uplifting. Let's look at life: You're born, given a name, a classification (nationality), then you go to school, get a job, marry, have children, save for old age, get old, die. Sure, there are many things that make life worthwhile, but how many of you can honestly say you are living your life how you'd like?

People "put up" with shit because they expect there will be some reward after they die. Why would there be? This is a lie that is perpetuated by government-sponsored religion so that you have something to hope for. These 80 (often less) years on the planet are all a test, you need to obey laws, be good (whatever that means) and then you get to spend eternity in "Heaven". The fuck is that bullshit?

I'd like to think there is something after I die. Of course it's a nice thought. However, I don't know what it is. I don't know if it's darkness or if it's traveling through space as a ball of life energy or whatever. But, I don't think it's a place with pearly gates and St. Peter the doorman. Side note: St. Peter, the first pope ever, doesn't get to chill out, but has to work... as a fucking doorman! What do "lesser" Christians do? Clean God's house? Must be huge. 

You need to wake up and realize this life is all you get (regardless of what's after, cause it ain't the Christian or Islamic God). Make most of what you have. Do what you want when you want (as long as you don't hurt another human being). Live life! Your possessions aren't important. Your car isn't important. Your house isn't important. People are important.

You may think "This life is shit, but God will reward me after". Stop! Stop the foolishness! That kind of thinking makes you complacent. It makes you think that somehow you're better than someone who is not on God's A-list. It makes you think there is a special place waiting for you somewhere and you get to spend eternity there. When you compare eternity to the length of life, seems insignificant, right? Wrong! You are special. You do not have a deficiency, or an imperfection. You are perfect the way you are. You get to live your life. Don't let anyone take that from you.

At a local church there was a sign "He who refrainth his tongue is wise". Oh yeah? Well, he who refrainth his tongue against an oppressor will not experience freedom, but become a slave. This has already happened, and we must work against it.

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And now, something completely different...

Every week (or so) I find a song that I fucking love and play on repeat until I'm sick. Haha, can you tell that I like playing with italics ?! It adds such an exclamation to it.

So yeah, song of the week: Yo La Tengo - Little Honda (Beach Boys cover)