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Where have all the lovers gone? Not anywhere where everyone can flock to, but in turn, to somewhere where they'll never be seen again.
I've been pondering a few things. Wilco reminded me of a few things. What is something that we can all build towards? Something worthwhile that everyone can enjoy. Seems like nobody cares about building one thing that everyone can be proud of anymore. Not like the olden days. In these modern years, it seems everyone is only concerned with their own personal matters, fixing what is already in front of us. I wonder if we could restore the mindset to work towards the new. I wonder if it's possible.
To work towards something wonderful. Not something shared by only one or two hearts. I mean, self discovery is wonderful, but what's after that?
What is it that makes us dead? Is it the physical ending of a life?
Personally, I find nothing in religion, it doesn't really bring me anything. If anything, it just makes me feel awkward to myself and others. It's kinda like Sam and Jacob told me (They didn't both tell me this, it's a combination of both), We are all living here now, why can't we all just love each other instead of living our entire lives to prepare for an afterlife that might not even exist? Personally, I'd rather live as much of this life as I can, the way I feel is right. And hell, if there is an afterlife, I'm fine with whatever happens. If I burn in hell for living life, I say fuck it. I don't really give a damn. And hey, like Tyler said, if Dante's version of hell is right, I'll just hang around the outer ring, with all the cool cats.
On a lighter note.
People with terrible senses of humor need to get out. Now. They ruin everything. They're like... uptight Mormons or something. They just make life no fun. I mean, I make a baby punching joke, and like, three people in the class give me the most dirty look. I mean comon, can't people take a joke? It's not like I'm actually going to punch a baby... well, maybe.
I just want to give them a rousing story of the "Twist and Shout". I just would like to see the looks on their faces. Haha. It would make me smile on the inside. And remind me of good times... good damn times.
I've got to go give my arms a workout and leave some babies crying, laters everyone.
Don't stop believin',
Spencer
(Yeah, I'm JD now)
Published by :spencer-df 2007-09-12 22:24:10.0
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