Drunken writing

“Do you think we ought to paint such a beautiful pair of eyes that they don't look like eyes at all?” socrates

I will only complicate you, trust in me and fall as well, why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we sleep forever, I just want to start this over. Jesus won't you fucking whistle? Something but the past and done, Mother mary won't you whisper? Something but the past and done. -sober, by tool.

We are all just trying to find our way our answers, somewhere along the line we have forgotten that. Every time you look into another persons eyes, you don't think of that struggle. You think of who they are. Thats why you can't fight stereotypes, because we all have to have our labels for people. An easy identification tag we can apply to all other beings. Was that something that was necessary for survival? Just like sheep, we used our connection with each other to survive. But ah, there are some of us that contradict the laws of life. What a bizzare coincidence, but what a intrinsic one at the same time. There are so many things about the human race that exceeds the norm, and at the same time fills it so well. What if what we are now is a product of something great? For those of you that embrace a higher cause because it is so much more comforting than nothing, here's a thought for you; There does not have to be nothing if there is no “god” no “divine purpose” what if the lack of a god breeds freedom? Is that not a possibility? Theres a purpose, now follow it. Now for those of you that embrace it out of total faith; blind, faith. You can die satisfied, but can your children? Was the world just a medium for you to get to your sanctuary? Were your children just newly born slaves for this eternal struggle? Belief is something rarely examined. Hell we can all attest to that, of all the white lies to tell, that one can be done without question. Belief, cause, purpose, how easy is it to lie about that? We can even lie to ourselves about it. I know, I know, I can attest for that. It would be foolish of me to deny that no one else can not as well. As human beings (like I said earlier, we can make our own cause.) we get what we want, but at the same time that can make us slaves to our desires. Even the temperate people can be slaves to their desires. Why are you temperate? Is it not to gain approval? If not from others than from yourself? It always seems as if we are temperate to prove something. Once again; If not from others than from ourselves. What about the answer that I have proposed before?

(This was around the time I called Rachel so it is cut short, I meant to elaborate on what I have said about people dying for their causes, even if they were a lie. Are they a lie if the person dies believing they are truth?)