My Life Experience

 THE MASCULINE URGE TO KILL YOURSELF  From what I heard about Hemingway. He seemed like a decent guy. An alcoholic who has a generational battle against suicide and has had his head bashed more times than he can count which has made him suffer and mad for years. Yep, that sounds like a decent average guy.  He killed himself when he was sleeping next to his wife. He shot himself with a shot gun. Like a decent average guy. I mean, who wouldn't kill themselves if the burden of mental illness would take over your brain so much that the best way to live is to not live. A decent average guy is someone who has forgotten to live but unlike Hemingway he just shot his soul and not his brains.  I have always been vocal about my distain against suicide. "The cowards way out". I always believed that people who commit suicide are just pathetic weaklings who would die anyway by the chain of nature. By survival of the fittest. By how the world would just gurgle them and spit them ou...

GROWING OLD SUCKS AND  WHY NOT TO DO IT  The year is 2055. You have just woken up after a heavy night of drinking. Your phone rings, it's the office calling you back again for another day of nothingness. You look out your window. The haze that covers the glass has blurred the world outside but it did not block its noise. You can still hear the buzzing of the dead bees and swirling winds from the CO2 emitted by flying cars. Inside-, you look around you as the room is a complete mess. A fallen pillow, blankets that were last washed god knows when and bottles, tons of bottles with the price tags still attached. The alarm rings again. You get your corporate clothes, your corporate tie and your cooperate shoe. The breakfast is oats and milk made by artificial cows made by cooperate people in a cooperate world. Just before you leave, you check the mirror. Your eyes looks a bit shallow, your lips a bit pale and cheek bones stick out even more. You cannot recognize yourself anymore. Y...