21/4/09

Meh. Been away for a while. Between Rocket building, PRS Camp, and a bunch of other random crap, I've just had no mood to study. Seriously.

Called her today. She was making out with him and still picked up the phone.
My fault for being the concerned friend? possibly.

I don't get these humans. True, I am one. But I digress.

I offer my help and I'm thrown away the second you're done.
When it's time to return the favour, you don't bother.
When I am nice enough to forgive, you shun me.

Maybe being nice doesn't have an advantage. Maybe humanity just cant be saved. Maybe I should just join the crowd, or fade back where I belong.

Hopefully, in my final hours, I find out I'm not part of this damned species. It would soothe my troubled soul so much that I don't have to be one of them.

"When one window of oppurtunity closes, another opens. Often we are so busy mourning the first window we let the other get away,"

I tried looking for the other door, really. But so far, all you've taught me is that nothing is certain in this world but Death and Taxes.

Just came up with interesting thought. May postpone suicide, Big Man just inspired me.

Fighting the battle for power

April 7th

Humanity has lost it's flare.
I was a fool to believe any one person could ever truly be loyal.
It seems childish, but hell, I've lost the will to give a damn.

The pavement is our final resting place, the great and the poor alike.
In our final hours, no one person can remain 'civilised'.

All people are the same. None greater, none worse. Their empty promises are like empty buckets, only help you stay afloat.

The road of decency has lost meaning. When the tide comes in; I will make sure all those who make their empty promises are taking in water.

And as they look up, wondering what happened to the pushover, I shall gladly stride across water and laugh.

Fighting the battle for power