What the hell is going on? And what the fuck are you doing? what do you want to be doing? and where do you want to do it ? does it matter if those actions are important?, what makes you do the things you do? why do you like the things you like? and why do them in whatever shitty midwest town you live in? YOu could be anywhere,, knowing that why be sattisfied with what you have? Is the grass truley greener somewhere else?(it was in Ireland), not the point} What are we looking for as humans,,, I luv all you wino Fucks,, but why? why should I even talk to U fuckn bastards? Do we really have anything in common? is that why we stick together? why do U think thhat U even have a right 2 talk to me? If I leave and never return will still be there for me? and what makes someone so special that you want to keep seeing them,, ? when does someone say, "I've had enough" and they move on? what makes a person keeping coming back to a specific place or person? Does it matter When I wake up? in the Morning or at night? ,, perhaps I have school or work to get too,, but is that really important? if not, then what is? Do I find contentment and forget the urges and desires of the possibilities that I could have. Do I take what I can get, every opportunity that arizes? or do I find satisfaction in the things, places, and people that I already know? and how long will this satisfy me? and after it stops do I ignore my discontent and say I'm happy? and am I happy,, happy for how long? certainly not forever,, things are always changing, do I move with them? do I stay? do I try to bring all of my friends and the piles of shit that I've accumilated with me? Do i leave it all behind? and does anyone know where there going? I mean not do you know how to get to the store? but do you know where you are headed in the larger scheme of things? down the road, After a full day and your tired, do you go to sleep? or do you keep going to see what the light of day will bring, to look for the sun rising ? what impact does it have on the rest of my life? and all of yours whether I stay up for days on end making wonderful things or take a bunch of morphine and opium and lay around for days on end doing nothing.? and does anyone really know what they want? and when you have what you want,, does it change to something else, or do we keep say yep this is what I wanted,, I have it all now,, look at me I'm ontop of the fuckn world. If you had to be interviewed and asked why you like to do the things you do what would you answer? could you? is that important ? and is something that is important to you just as important to me.? Would we understand ourselves better from knowing others? and perhaps if I know what is important to you it will help me figure out what is important to me,, is anything important anyways,, what the fuck matters ?,, I'm going to get wasted right fuckn now and forget all the stupid shit I've done,, all the bullshit that I have to deal with, the daily grind, all the hassles,, NO, I'm going to get some work done,do something constructive, productive think about what I want, what is more important,, does one choice make me happier? ,, happier when? at the present , the next day I wake up,, or another 22 years down the road from now? Does what I do really have any significance? should I try , should I give up and turn my back to all of youz and the rest of the whole world,, ? If I left tomorrow, would you really think about where I would be,, ? what I was doing and why I was doing it,? or would you memory fade and become vague like a long night of drinkN? Some day I will find you , another I will look for you any you'll be gone, But first I will have to find myself. who the fuck am I? Do you know? Do you know who the fuck I am? tell me? tell me who the fuck I am? not my name,I know that and does that make me any different,, what if my name was jesus,,, would I be treated differently, I'm sure something whould be different,, but what? like you would know anyways? Perhaps everything we do is just one long self portrait that we'll try to document and keeps records of ,, or is the past who we are? where did you come form,,? what if we never bet? does every person you walk by in passing affect your life? does it change? When I leave and come back am I the same person? what would I say 2 U? what if there was nothing to say? is there a better or worse or do they go hand in hand,, up and down,, ying and yang,, light and dark,, right and wrong, even and odd. even when the sun has set it isn't completly dark. OR is it? close your eyes, are you in the dark now?