Saturday, November 1, 2008

Fucked


I used to wake up every morning, brush my teeth, pull my pants down for a piss, make a hot cup of coffee and sit at the dining table wondering “What am I doing all this for?” Why do I stress myself at work to earn a measly wage, spend 14 hours at the office, sleep 4 hours, battle traffic the rest of it, fuck up relationships and crash on weekends out of sheer exhaustion?

Is life really meant to be that mundane that we revolve around this endless, frustrating cycle if only to get our hands on the iPhone and bugger the rest of our income on booze just so we can feel something? What is life if that is all it is? I have for days on end tried to make sense of it all only to find that everybody else is doing is the same thing and that they actually believe that this is what life is meant to be. Why marry someone if you are hardly ever going to spend any time with them? Why put so much neck breaking effort into pleasing the bosses and clients and not an ounce into making our partners smile? Are we so senile that we have become numb from taking inhumane verbal drive bys from the people who sign our cheques every month? Where is our dignity? Where is our sense of self-worth? Why is it that the opinions of others take precedence from our families and friends? We as human beings left humanity in a dumpster on a very dark and dank alley so long ago that we have grown and rooted into the cold abyss of emptiness. The lines between reality and superficiality have become so blurred we feel most comfortable after getting drunk like a monkey and making out with some stranger or getting into a stupid fist fight over something that was said and done 200 years ago.

The time for a self evaluation is more pertinent now than ever. We really need to take a step back and ask ourselves if selfishness the only way to survive in this God forsaken city. What is it that defines us? What would your family and friends really remember you for when maggot crawl into the hollowed sockets of your eyeballs?

“Here lies the man who became the Managing Director” or “He defeated many rivals and destroyed many careers”

Is that your epitaph?

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