From inside these walls I’m inherently inside a limitation i have put on myself. While I prefer to have a roof over my head, I’m sitting here thinking about all of the laws and rules we use to define our existence. Every day we strive to break free of these walls and limits of being “inside the box”, but we do it to ourselves. WE put these limits on. No one defined these rules, no one said that we have to go to work every day, or that we have to wear ties, or that we have to wake up at 7am every day. WE are making ourselves into machines and THEN we bitch about it. what kind of blasphemy is that?!

It really doesn’t make any sense. if you draw a line, and you agree to abide by it, then you cant bitch about it. maybe this is where religion gets in the way. people seem to think some greater power put these limits on us, and we aren’t to blame. we have to follow these rules because something greater than us made all this shit up.

hey, here’s some news, “they” didn’t. have some personal responsibility.

humans created time to define daylight hours and night hours.
humans created a work week to handle family life and a profitable life.
humans created laws and regulations.

all of this goes back to some basic need for order. fuck that. life doesn’t have order or laws of existence. it just happens. you cant stop it, you can only alter it. based on the decisions you make based on the given set of circumstances.

people really get to me when they say “oh, its fate” or “oh, whats meant to be is meant to be”
thats utter bullshit. there’s no such thing as fate. and it really irks me when they rely on this “god” to make them right. these religious types say “well god has a preset plan for all of us” yet they fucking stick to the idea that “god gave us free will” and when I point out the fact that it makes absolutely no fucking sense, they clam up and get offended. wtf? it’s completely illogical, you cant have free will AND a predefined fate. you just cant. thats like saying a train has a steering wheel. it just doesn’t fuckin’ work!

back to fate, its all bullshit. IF there were such thing as fate, any decision we make would not alter even our day to day lives. if i was “meant to be” with someone, then no matter what i say or do, it would have no effect on me coming into contact with her. but because i can alter my existence, i can prove there is no such thing as fate. i can get up right now, and drive to another state, and change that path i am supposed to be on.

the only way for fate to work is if we do not know of its existence. The whole idea of it is just another idea and limitation we have created to try and define the absolute and beautiful chaos of life.

I ran into a quote the other day…. “still finding beauty in the chaos of reality”
It’s so true, as painful, or awkward as life can be, its beautiful. the chaotic mess were in every minute is a random crapshoot that can bring us anywhere. we can reach amazing highs or death-bringing lows. but in the end WE make the decisions based on the given set of circumstances.

Time, love, life, work, education, family, days, nights, countries, lines, wars, highs, lows, friends, and foes… all of these are defined by a ruleset we have created and redefine everyday to fit into a social “norm” that might fit into this word called “normal”

I say fuck that. Let me live. I know what I love and dammit, I am the only one in the way of getting it.