Debates

people nowadays have to force
me to do this.
why do girls think that if it's not right,
it's wrong.
nope it's not only a few girls,
it's most girls. i swear..

my mom goes "not you wrong then me la!"
what the fuck? i'm trying to tell you why
the hell i cannot go home straight after
school? or perhaps why the hell i get to
go out on saturdays? or perhaps why
the fuck you shouldn't search my bag?

damn it, i'm not trying to find fault with
anyone or place a fault anywhere.
i'm just trying to justify my views.
there is a god damned difference.
a debate is always about an issue in which
people can never find a solid answer for
it's questions like "can a mom search her
kid's bag?"

if you say yes, then i'd say what about
the kid's privacy and feelings when he
finds his mom can't trust him?

OR

if you said no, then i'd ask what about
the mom? won't she want to know her
kid well enough when the kid won't open
up to her?

see, either way, no one's wrong. idiots.
when i debate with girls over issues,
they happen to think i think i'm right.
god fuck you. whoever said i'm right.
when you guys say "ya ya, you win"
you know how stupid it sounds?
i agree only to piss you off. shit.
i get pissed too when you keep saying
i'm right. cause i don't want to be right

it sounds dumb to say that, but you
just don't get the picture. it isn't
right or wrong.

this is not your science homework,
there are no such things as set answers
this is life. that's why we have our arts,
and that's why your history, geog, lit,
and so-on are subjective. cause there
isn't a right or wrong! almost every
civilisation hates Hitler. but the
germans love him.

are you going to tell the germans they
are wrong cause they love him?
there was a side he shows the germans
that we didnt get to see.
he was nervous on stage and his palms
sweat, like a child at a talent time holding
the mic and on stage for the 1st time.
it's not wrong that they respected him.

under him, they prospered. what's the
rest of the world trying to do?
we are trying to prosper too. he managed
to bring prosperity to his people. but
he brought suffering to the jews.
that doesn't mean he was entirely wrong.
he did give the germans a good life.
but the genocide part was off limits.
so was he right? no, but he wasn't wrong.

there, get it? or do i need to further
elaborate that not everything in this world
has a right and wrong?
all debates are meant for are to justify your
views, instead of trying to find right faults,
maybe you should try making your points
sound more reasonable.

if i come of strong at my arguements and
that makes you feel belittled and unrespected
so much so it hurts your SELF-esteem,
please remember it's SELF-esteem, it's
how you look at yourself.

or

if i sound like i'm trying to say i'm right and
everyone else is wrong, please record our
conversations and check at which point
i say "you're wrong and i'm right" unless it
was already a written fact and i had it backed.

open your mind and be level headed.
stop thinking that everything is a set piece
we're not playing true or false, we're going
through life as humans and there isn't a
right or wrong

god damned i got loads of free time

maybe too much. so much that

i spend too much of it drinking life away

and everytime i get high and my friends

go for a smoke, i suddenly feel like i need

to see someone. who? i'm not able to tell

Perfection

tell me people, how often do we
wish so much to be perfect without
realising the subtle yet catastrophic
effects of perfection.

i sure am guilty of such sinful desires
of perfection.

but i had an epiphany, i came upon
the understanding that perfection
isn't really wonderful. it is but
a barrier.

if a being is perfect, it would therefore
mean that nothing is better.
not even himself, he cannot improve,
he cannot become better,
simply because he is already perfect.

to say that something is perfect would
mean that it will always stay that way.
don't we all see that in order for society
to run, we need to keep improving?

we need to set our sights higher than
the current 'best' and that would mean
that nobody is perfect or will be.
so give up your dreams of perfection
and set your sights to growth and
evolution. be far more ambitious
and live for the moment.

Fables

Every fable has it's morals.
but we all so readily duck them.

we only love the thrill of an
adventure but hate moral lessons

there. animal farm is written in
with the masterful mechanics
of George Orwell who makes
it look as though he was only
personifying animals.
but he was actually writing about
humans.

in the Bard's play, there often are
jesters, wise men whom say
things that seem to make no sense
[or so you thought]
but they are actually relaying the
morals of the story across to us
or the characters in the play.

they are fabulists and are never
popular. the fabulist in Hamlet,
the fool, disappeared and in other
plays, they either got beheaded
or recieved punishment
for telling people in authority
what they need to know but
didn't enjoy knowing.
see, they are never popular.

"being a fabulist is a thankless
job"-William Golding, Lord
of the Flies

then, we need fabulists,
just like haters, can you imagine a
world without haters?
there will be nobody to keep
complaining to governments
about how much their policy sucks,
nobody to notice certain facts
missed out.
you need haters

and you need morals

The final word, truth

what's lost and what's gained?
nothing.

this was one hell of a year,
but it only made the world seem colder.
if somebody thinks it's really easy
to keep this kinda life,
that must be goddarned rich or
simply ignorant.

just barely past a month and
there goes $2000, try it.
if everything seems like there's
hope in it, im sorry, you're wrong

it's what you chose to believe in.
personally, i don't really believe in
happiness anymore.

im on a joyride of death and i don't
wish to take anyone with me.
i just can't do it.

can't believe that people think
i'm leading a kind of carefree life,
everyday, i worry about how things
may turn out. and it's always
far from positive.

when all the negetive thoughts
come at you like an opprobrious
father, where do you have to run?

i take it all in, like a vacuum;
you have to suck up
all the shit and dead cockroaches
but all people do is leave you
in a corner till they find more shit
and they kick you around
cause you are an obstruction.

yeah. that's life.

try to picture that.