The title anagrams to the sadly uncelebrated holiday that is Mardi Gras. I'm not one to patronize gluttony, but forty days is a bloody long wait to not eat cake without condemnation. Probably the most extravagant piece of food I had today was frozen lasagna, the leftover from my dad's birthday. That was good enough, to say the least, but it doesn't exactly embody the idea of getting fat (with good intentions) on a Tuesday.
Mardi Gras may be the prologue to the whole process of dragging arms this Lenten season. Nobody would abstain from the joie de vivre and feed on plants and only plants. In a like manner, nobody would actually CHANGE after having an examination of conscience, if they were to take one.
[Excuse me if I'm reliving the past but I just need to reiterate the fact that the world sort of sucks. Read further if you still care.]
You can call me a cynic but at least I'm realistic. I can't say the world is changing for the better because 1.) the Massively Rude People Whose Egos Precede the Breadth of Their Perspectives are still hard to get along with, despite the run-of-the-mill (to their narrow heads, anyway) people acting so friggin' innocuous, and 2.) those who need to CHANGE badly never figure out they need to. (Or maybe they do know, but peer pressure restricts them. I know a lot of cases like this. Same old stories.)
Getting away with who you are and what you do is probably a human instinct now. Either you do those or you degrade yourself into a social nothing, which is a big deal for the entire human race. But it's impossible to screw the works of whoever was mindless enough to start these subconsciously destructive trends.
Which reminds me, they say there's such a thing as innate goodness. Whatever. Even the craziest of all psychopaths is innately good. Don't get me wrong; I completely believe in this but somehow, you've got to let it show instead of letting vileness precede your well being first.
And don't let anyone wear you down as you do so. This sounds oldish but don't trust other people's eyes. Look through your own, for God's sake, or you'll never get to see life as you should. I made that mistake and now I don't know how to fix it.
Yada yada. I might as well just greet you a good night now. I'm losing my temper over these racing thoughts. Try not to get your arms dragged tomorrow and at least try to live with good intentions. I'll attempt to, as well. I'm fully aware about how obscene I've been throughout writing this post and I swear, I'll work on it.
Mardi Gras may be the prologue to the whole process of dragging arms this Lenten season. Nobody would abstain from the joie de vivre and feed on plants and only plants. In a like manner, nobody would actually CHANGE after having an examination of conscience, if they were to take one.
[Excuse me if I'm reliving the past but I just need to reiterate the fact that the world sort of sucks. Read further if you still care.]
You can call me a cynic but at least I'm realistic. I can't say the world is changing for the better because 1.) the Massively Rude People Whose Egos Precede the Breadth of Their Perspectives are still hard to get along with, despite the run-of-the-mill (to their narrow heads, anyway) people acting so friggin' innocuous, and 2.) those who need to CHANGE badly never figure out they need to. (Or maybe they do know, but peer pressure restricts them. I know a lot of cases like this. Same old stories.)
Getting away with who you are and what you do is probably a human instinct now. Either you do those or you degrade yourself into a social nothing, which is a big deal for the entire human race. But it's impossible to screw the works of whoever was mindless enough to start these subconsciously destructive trends.
Which reminds me, they say there's such a thing as innate goodness. Whatever. Even the craziest of all psychopaths is innately good. Don't get me wrong; I completely believe in this but somehow, you've got to let it show instead of letting vileness precede your well being first.
And don't let anyone wear you down as you do so. This sounds oldish but don't trust other people's eyes. Look through your own, for God's sake, or you'll never get to see life as you should. I made that mistake and now I don't know how to fix it.
Yada yada. I might as well just greet you a good night now. I'm losing my temper over these racing thoughts. Try not to get your arms dragged tomorrow and at least try to live with good intentions. I'll attempt to, as well. I'm fully aware about how obscene I've been throughout writing this post and I swear, I'll work on it.
