if one can’t entertain themselves they’re doomed to a lifetime of misery indeed…

i’ve been recovering from a small procedure and my eyes have had the chance to read and observe the news… It’s amusing, to say the least! I am not a cynic at all. I might be very, very far from being objective in more ways than I care to admit but if you cannot find laughter in our own demise as a species, you will have an awful time around here ‘til you close your eyes for eternity… there’s no escaping from it.

not pessimistic, not optimistic - a neutral observer of the world while making sure I don’t create damage to it and save the species that are, indeed, more worthy of us - human stupidity knows no bounds.

it is a wonderful world we have. I will be the first one to say it and feel it - we have it all. There is beauty in anything, anywhere at any given moment. Yet… we don’t care to look. Why? Don’t ask me. I wonder the same.

if I had some hope in this younger generation… it came to a screeching halt today. I’ve been laughing alone, semi-zombified by the soreness that any surgery forces you to go through during recovery (which is why I’m not afraid of any procedures on my body - I fear the recovery… that is what I use to draw the line between what I will use for quality of life vs what I will try to avoid at all costs - being asleep or numb is more than fine, the problem comes after).

… i’m ok with this tangent. It’s come to my attention how even the most influential of media in this age of “accounts” and hashtags doesn’t know how to focus on major crimes and, instead, wreaks havoc between arguments over “cancelling” someone that has nothing to do with the crime itself… the organisation I am referring to is surely having a big laugh and a celebration over how easy it is to get away with everything. Even with the most hideous of abuses possible… I read through the article and I was hoping to see a certain reaction to a criminal case that has had the sentence imposed and there is no way to escape “celebrity” or “pop” culture.

take a random person, make them famous / a “celebrity” and they’ll be able to derive attention away from ANY criminal organisation by no fault of their own. Their mere status of “celebrity” is enough of a distraction to make them a target for an unfortunate comment - and there they all go, like sheep going to the slaughterhouse, with angry words about self-righteousness that swiftly move the focus away from the conduct of a known criminal enterprise.

we truly did it, huh? I had this one hope. This one last hope. I was at peace feeling there would be enough commotion to bring awareness to the issue at hand and hopefully create a powerful and loud BANG for the new generations to wake up and… here we are.
the power of a face… the power of fiction. The power of delusion more than anything if we’re being honest.

oh well, just press the button for the “wwaaahhhhwahhhh-wahhhhh…” disappointing-bad-result-sound-effect and move on.

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anyhoo… *hand clap* shall we talk about how George Carlin got it SOOO right?

if there was ever a so-called “celebrity” that I could understand beyond words (and tears of laughter and disappointment) that was him.. How I wish he was still around to enjoy this mess!

as my eyes are entertained by the screen of a tv (a rare occurrence - I don’t use one, I strongly advise avoiding it like the plague, same with news media of any kind) in the boredom of the post-surgical soreness I find myself quite shook (pun intended, 100%) about the earthquake in Morrocos…

before any remnant of sadness can even start to be processed in my brain… I smile and laugh inside.

that goddamn funny wise bastard got it with the precision of a prophet…

and so I quote, clearing my throat first and saluting my personal captain with a quick gesture beforehand…

• The planet will be here, we’ll be long gone… Just another failed mutation! Just another closed-end biological mistake… an evolutionary cul-de-sac! The planet will shake us off like a bad case of fleas, a surface nuisance.

i throw my collection of hats at you Sir, I throw the baby on the lap of an idiot next to me, I throw my clothes, my hair that I shaved and made a wig of in real-time, my insides, my guts and blood, you have it all…

i applaud you with an eternal standing ovation.

the greatest human has lived. We’re done. Close it down. The show is over.