THOUGHTS CONCERNING LIFE
THOUGHTS CONCERNING LIFE
It’s 11:36 PM, Monday, October 01, 2001. As I sit here, typing, I begin to think. I begin to think about many things. I begin to think about so many things, that I can’t even recall, or for that matter, label them all. One big thing, that I can recall, is, “why the Hell am I even writing this”? Honestly, I don’t know. All I do know is that a friend of mine has begun to question his beliefs and ideals. He has done this in an unhealthy way.
We have so many labels for everything in life. We like these labels because they make it easier for us to associate with all that is around us and in us. Maybe that’s the problem with the labels though. Do we really know what is in us? I mean, do we really know, 100% what the Hell everything inside us is? Can we even begin to grasp what this means? I don’t know. I do believe that there is something in all of us that we deny, whether we’re aware of it or not. I do believe that everyone has a right to find who they are, by any means they deem fit. I do also believe that others have a right to intervene with these means and should if they are concerned for one’s judgement. They don’t, by any means, have the right to force a change; no one does. Even if they wanted to, they couldn’t. When it comes down to it, you are the master of your fate, not him. You can’t stop him from trying though. By God, you CAN’T. It’s a good thing too, that you can’t, because this world would be an even more fucked up place if you could. You can go through life and not do what anyone tells you to, or suggests, but you haven’t gone through life if you never encounter this. It’s through these people’s thoughts and concerns that you learn life.
You can’t learn life. You can gain insight and experience, but you can never understand; we don’t even begin to. You just take what you can get while you’re here and leave the rest to fate. Dark as this may sound, this doesn’t give you the right to throw your life away without affecting others. Let’s assume for a minute, that there is nothing after this. Fine. This still doesn’t give you the right to be so inconsiderate as to throw your life away without a decent fight, because when you die, what about all those poor fucks you left behind? They won’t stop being. They won’t stop hating themselves for not stopping you either. Even if they did all they could, which they surely would have, but you were too stubborn to acknowledge it and threw your life away anyway, they would still hate themselves more, every day they continued to be. Now what kind of a bastard would want that?
Skinheads, punx, thugs, hooligans, hardcore youth, or whatever the fuck else you can call someone; does it all matter? Sure, go ahead and test the waters; flex your muscle; try new things. Don’t, by any means though, go and do something stupid like throwing it all away. I agree, you don’t need any fuckin’ label to tell you “who you are” (even if you did, you wouldn’t have any way of knowing what it should be), but don’t decide that throwing your fuckin’ life away is the answer, or even an option. Either way, we will always love you and be here for you, but for us, make the right decisions and Keep the Faith (someone has to).
-Andrew