Fuck: My religion.
Hello Planet Earth,
I’d say good morning, however it’s fairly obvious none of us are having good days, much less a good morning.
We swim in a sea of inadequacy named humanity. Daily, we as humans search for an in-existant four letter word. I don’t believe in love, however I do believe in another four letter word: Fuck (or coitus, to those of the proper english persuasion.) The reasons I believe in fuck, is because it’s proven. You can feel it, you can taste it, you can even watch it (either live, or in your room late at night watching a seedy film.)
So why do so few of us choose to believe in such a fantasty when the reality still exists?
Is it our perversion of the unattainable? Perhaps it’s our need of living in a more innocent time? Or have fairly tales really left such a mark on our lives?
I think it’s a life long vanity and a conundrum within the human experience. All men are too busy to find the “potential wife in the kitchen” monogamy to realize the reality that is out there, and the reality that is to be had.
Let’s stop destroying life, let’s stop throwing women in the kitchen, and let’s begin living life.
You sound like a person who has been hurt.
Believe in your self the first step to finding love and happiness, it’s hard at first but you are a human being. We human can go to the death of dispair and pull our selves back again to the grand heights of happiness, and love because we have that ability, just look pass the ones that would try to steal your empowerment…