I am thinking on a negative stream again, work and everything is good and I am blessed by having a woman in my life once again but again the duality of nature has been on my mind. I know for a fact that the Bryan that most of you know is not truly me but rather an amalgamation of Bryan’s more social tendancies and positive behavior packaged in a nice guy and presented to the mass market humanity. How much of how I appear is a lie propagated to make people comfortable? I am a hard man on some issues, I think Death for crime is reasonable and that in the long run many killed today could save more tommorow. I don’t know how I came to feel that the ends justify the means but I do know now that its the only way that makes sense. I avoid talking about these things, lord help me I have almost stopped ranting, I didn’t test well. I find myself repressed the wild chains of behavior severed by the cooperative hand of medicine. Its not making me less depressed but rather the extreems of emotion that made my life bearable are gone replaced with a constant down. I don’t care about history, school or much of my life even football, which should have me high as a kite is at best a mediocre interest. I would rather be mercurial and parinoid. The Goddamn doctor closes before I am done work, making the meds a part of life for the time being.
Maybe the Housewarming will cheer me.
Or a better question.
Who gives a shit?
If you live in a nation where the government has mandated that the death penalty is a-ok, cool beans.
If you live in a nation in which they say nuh-uh, we’ll never know if we can fix ‘em, if we off ‘em, whatever.
Both sides have valid arguments, and if not for them, one side would be put down for good (supposedly.) What argument does NOT have validity, in my ever so pervasive opinion, is constantly bitching and debating about it. You choose to believe A, your BFF chooses to believe B, and Nirbo will always err to belief C, “I still don’t see how this is going to ensure my immortality, Meatbag.”
Every breath I take, I risk it being my last. Don’t you fools see that this is the REAL problem?