2 posts tagged “repercussions”
So I'm not going through a very good time at the moment. That's probably reason enough for me to stop typing now although it's a good source of inspiration. My antibodies have broken down and it's like an infection of taboos and vices have broken me down by now.
Imagine there is a place, an Eden where you could do evil and not fear its repercussions. Earth is a place for me to play and create but if I was given a heaven, I would love to be able to get away with evil. I wish I could say everything to everyone and not pay for it later. Oh, I wish I could destroy buildings and crush spirits by the thousands. I wish I was a swarm of killer bees or a rumoured mountain lion that feasts on joggers. I'd crush their bones with my teeth and lick my paws with glee whilst planning to hit the local malls next. Buahahahahhahah!!! Or not. Malls are so accessible, they let just anyone in. Have you looked around shopping malls? People are ugly. Eww.
There is as much simple logic behind insanity as there is genius and it explains how Mr. Ice, The Joker and Two-Face came to be. They all tried to save the woman (or thing) they loved most. They all started off with the best intentions for science, family and justice and found themselves scorned and punished by them, which was what drove them to the edge. It's what drove them to not give a fuck anymore and to hate Batman because he started with everything and was delivered good intentions after the death of his family. It was not naturally imbued with him to have so much good faith, it was given to him the night his parents died. Mr Ice, The Joker and Two-Face started out as ordinary men who had good in them from the start but there was only so long that they could hold on.
It's not just that the hard drives disappeared cos it came back and I'll have a film after all... but I'm human. I get tired, that even took a lot out of me and I've found that what helps is having a few beers, slurring and making loud noises as women do, because GARBLE FEELS GREAT. That's the tricky thing about a broken heart. It can't always kill you but it can mess with how much oxygen travels to your brain. I guess I can't be as disappointed because everything's been put to restoration. I'm just really tired. Really really tired.
Buddhist
Do bad = Receive bad
Do good = Receive good
Screw up = do it all over again
Buddhists are kind of like the good cops, modern parents in the religious scene. Only problem with modern parents is they get walked all over and their kids think they're scum.
Do bad = Eventually go to hell and get licked by flames and stabbed by giant pitchforks designed for molestation
Do good = 70 virgins await for you in eternal cloudland beneath the glowing, warm embrace of god
Old fashioned parenting will reprimand you as you go but it's up to you to fuck up your own life eventually, if you so choose. "We did what we could." Getting in a booth and asking for forgiveness is kinda like having to sit in a corner and think about what you've done and you still get people who can't measure for themselves their rights and wrongs because their repercussions come in intangible lump sums after.
Call the local oral gigolo to make fun of him and put it up on the internet =
At least I don't fall into the category of Asian fetish material because I've said this before, I may be Asian but I'm a real woman, not a fetish. Do I look like I'm going to lick shit out of a cup for you? No. Fantasise away from my ear please and thank you and goodbye.
So now I'm cranky because I can't sleep and I'm a little annoyed, wondering if I really did bring this on myself. It's too early in the day. For that, I'm going to watch Ex Drummer till it's a sound enough hour to start running errands. *Hrmph.
New idiom for today: karma is like trying to eat a live fish. Don't expect it not to bite back.
Mmm.. sashimi.
