...and his name, was mister exc.
this blog is bound to crash and burn, but we can all hope and dream cant we? we all can see that the world our dear father created has been beaten to a bloody pulp by all our... EVERYTHING. the earth is crying, just look around you, the next beer can just lying on the street has a story worth telling. some drunk harassing people for no reason snapped and hurt someone because he was a little drunk, a young man with his whole life before him following the wrong people, rendering his life in one memorable evening to a life, if you can call it that, filled with sex drugs and women. later he might be the guy sitting at the corner begging for money and even more, with his eyes, for a smile or hug. he could have been married and have children or become some rich influential man helping the less fortunate, rendering the fate of their lives as he knows his was rendered, the night he didn't come to that beer blast, and read in the papers the next day about his, now dead, friend. i can only start to imagine the pain and frustration at the funeral, wishing and praying to god for him to make this all undone. for his friend to have made the same choice.
now just for fun, imagine that this second man had made the same change and end up rich and famous too. he would have read about his friend dying, like he would have, now the both men cry and both try to help the world. two strong now, this operation is more hopeful. everything is better with companionship. they'd not help double the people. they'd help three times, no four, or more. now it's a unnaturally unnerving thought for this NOT to happen. so many people not helped, denied a hopeful life for the sake of a few beers? and we're not talking about one or two, people who really want to make a change and have the resources can make a huge impact in hate and hurt. millions of people. and the more they help the more the helped help others and a chain reaction takes place in a alarming pace, leaving evil not one single chance. then think about the trouble these angels of men have prevented! so many people pulled out of crime, so many murders and thefts prevented. drugs wouldn't be seen as bad in a generation, but as confirmation of friendship! like a hug! nobody would need to cry, no breakups, no thefts. and our children would live a life in the golden age of golden ages! we would all be saints.
but I'm rambling. this is all shouldn't be relevant. sadly enough it is, and THAT is the point. we can ALL make a change. give someone good advice, you might have started a big charity organization. you might have made the next Nelson Mandela or Michael Jackson. make it your gift to the next generation. write the new bible. this is what its all about, not about happiness. 'cause that should be a granted.
i guess if you don't get the point by now, you wouldn't be reading till here, or if you are *persistent bugger you are.* you wont later-on either.
to summarize it all, live a good life and you will be happy. live it better and everyone is.
this blog is my new bible. I'm not going to lecture you, or tell you what's right... there's too many wise people in the world these days. if everyone where down to earth stupid the world would be better off. (no, this is not the solution, since we ARE smart. plus we wouldn't be better off, only the earth would. and there has to be a balance, right?)
my point is: I'm not telling you what to do, I'm just suggesting. suggesting what i think should be right.
now lets make a change and scrap that last sentence away and change it to "suggesting what everyone knows". that's the way it should be...
so yeah,
good luck. there are more people like us out there.
