Your feelings and your inner voice. Conflict, conflict, we're plagued by conflict. Even as I'm writing this, police sirens are going off like crazy, engines are roaring and cars are racing down the streets in the middle of the day. These people are frantic, armed and dangerous and when the good meets bad, all hell is going to break loose. That is why we have so many jails.
It is this drama you must evaluate to determine if you should allow them into your life or have they already forced their way? As much as we would like to think we are an asset to each other, bringing comfort, well if we were, wouldn’t our world be a better place to live?
We have so many issues going on and creating even more until depression, stress, race, gender, politics and benching totally consumes us and everybody wants to blame me. We don’t have time because we don’t take time, unless there’s something in it for US. The question is: With nothing good enough, when and how do we ever live?
One would think by sixty years of age you could look out your window and know what is going on, but not so. We’ve created so much unfamiliar shit just to throw everyone off. None of it is actually new, but we want others to think we've got the "top of the line shit". There's mega construction going on and all the noise, dust and dirt that goes with it, but people still have not enough places to live, eat and shit??? And is it because, we are commited to this great evil all in the name of making a buck.
When I was growing up you never heard of pit-bull, because there was so few around. What is the purpose of such an animal? What good are they to what you need to do? Today, there’s a vicious pit-bull tired on every corner and running loose in our streets. Unchecked, they are multiplying like hell.
If your own is just as fucked-up as mine, then why don't we work together to resolve our issues? Watching and waiting for our neighbors to fail has replaced prevention and is our new measure of success. You are a nobody until you prove you are a somebody.
Making a buck has become the primary focus and is so treacherous people fear each other. Why do I need somebody like Art? Now, as we work to become more of an asset to our communities, fear is driving us farther apart. Is this working in vain or what?
People unite for safety and security; it’s a bad day in hell when you trust your dog more than you are willing to help people.
It’s not like we don’t have enough problems but to intentionally create more? Now, we have more laws, more police, more alarms, more cameras, more insurance, more medical, more prices, credit, collections, more, more, more, more and I have lived long enough to witness, the very pain and suffering we are committed to minimizing has now reached an all time high - the chickens have come home to roost, karma. Yet we're walking around act like nothing is happening and we're so innocent. Guilty until proven innocent, when is enough enough and one of these motherfuckers who portray themselves and being much smarter and more influential than I, are going to take the necessary steps to get things back on track.
What do politicians do best, they portray themselves as the absolute best man for the job and when allowed in they...
Do people want to get back on track? No, not the same old tracks, but yes, we do want to get better, we just fear, we are terrified of taking the initial steps for change. We think what our friends... We know smoking is not all that healthy but who wants to quit, even if it means taking you and everybody else to their death. Somehow, we feel entitled. The more freedom we get the more of a threat we become to each other. Hence, our system of justice is overwhelmed and as corrupt as can be. Our families, our businesses all run like hell to escape our wicked ways, while we are in a serious state of denial.
We’ve abandoned the frame of mind for working with Mother Nature for working against and now disturbed with even the thought of “walking on dirt”. No, we’ve got to have concrete, asphalt, manicured lawns, gated communities, air condition, swimming pools, red carpet, money… and we call these conditions “humane, progressive, civilized…”. We have a long and continuous history of violence and abuse and our new attitude is "What we do is better than God".
Dogs, cigarettes, children, family and anything else we touch, you think they are your best friend but the way you treat them causes them to become your worst enemy. If you don't know how to treat people, how can you know how to treat anything else?
If we do not communicate, how in the hell do you know what the person next you is going through? How can a loser ever win?
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