it's nice to know that not everything has a happy ending.
of all the times the bad guys lose and the good guys win, it's nice to know that some bad guys tried to be good and good guys are just dumb.
maybe some good guys are not necessarily all that good and bad guys may not be all that evil after all.
it's nice when you hero dies and the bad guys win. or when the hero's love interest dies leaving him lonely for the rest of his screen life.
refreshing.

the sun is raging. the heat bearing down on every inch of our skins.
yet some of us are just suckers for punishment. defiant? i call it suicidal.

triumphant.
somehow it's different from the last time.
somehow the feeling's just not the same anymore.
a part of me's still caught in the middle. i share their joy. and also the sadness.
torn.

everything in life has its firsts.
so happened that today was my first time.
what a wonderful feeling.
i know, many people around me's probably done it, maybe even on a regular basis, but for me, the experience was heavenly.
as i felt her smooth gentle touch, i could not help but caress her every curve.
couldn't get my hands off her.
and as i moved her up and down, the ecstacy was astounding. looking at her, i'm sure she was glad to serve me too.
we have hardly known each other, but i feel like we've known each other forever. this bond between us will be eternal.
rest well, for tommorow we ride again, my dear ez-link.

the heat... the searing heat that resides in my head.
burning all that dwell within. consuming with it's viscious intensity all thought, all memory, all emotion.
all that's left is the heat. the demon from the past who's come to lay claim on the remanent of my sanity.
pillage and plunder for all i'm worth.
and now i live. only to hope for a tommorow.

work.
many would regard this as a neccessary evil. few really like doing what they do for a living and even fewer actually earn enough money from doing what they like. no matter. what WOULD we (or at least fully-employed adults) do without work? enforcing our inter-personal and inter-community relationships, doing voluntary beneficial tasks and in so doing constructing a utopic society?
get real.
the cold, hard truth is... there ain't no such thing as a free lunch.
people tend to think too much. what they all need is a distraction once in a while to bring them back to reality.
to think of the big picture. something to look forward to. the money.
ahhh the harshness of life.

strange isn't it?

welcome to my collection of nonsensical ramblings.
a biproduct from the multifaceted thought processes in the organic processor.

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