we’re going evstyle, no caps.
if you take an earnest look at yourself in the mirror (assuming you are lucky enough to possess a self cohesive enough for this task in 2021), you can earnestly state you are impaired. slow. inadequate for the task. you are both don quixote and his pudgy little squire and the braindead idiot who couldn’t read more than 20 pages of don quixote without looking at his phone. you’re just a little slow, aren’t you chief?
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? … Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” — Matthew 6:25–34
figuring out you are inadequate to the task of life is the start of a cute little decision tree. you can cut your hair, you can die it if you are a girl or if you are gay, you can get into Warhammer 40,000, you can get into Christ, you can get into Liberal Politics, you can kill yourself. the sky is the limit when you get a lil’ stupid. to borrow a bit from our favorite canadian benzo addict turned youtube algorithm content whore, Jordan B Benison: “People are selling you on the idea that all ideologies are equal. I argue that certain ways of living are iterable over time such that they benefit you and those you love.” There’s a tricky bit here, where I get in trouble and start watching little Sonnerad spinny edits, where I don’t really care at all for the people of Nigeria or the Congo, and so I do not Care If They Live Die Are Happy Or Are Sad. i just don’t care.
i’m just here to tell you what worked for me. yeah, i’m in the midwest. yeah, i have a good socioeconomic statsheet. sure. but i’m the writer and you’re the reader, c’est la vie. i set the terms.
i found a woman and decided that i would kill myself before i let her walk away from the life we made together.
pour one out 4 randy we posting every day in honor
