Bein' a hater

I hate this world. I don't care how complex it is. I don't care how amazing it is. I mean just the clouds. They are so amazing, and do so much. Then look at a tree? What goes into making that? A human being, and how they go from a baby to an adult.

The Hipster Baby

I hate the world cause I'm not a part of it. I can't be. But, if I were to take my own life, I'd be brought back. I have some greater purpose to be fulfilled.

Making fun of road signs instituted by the government. I believe you get a ticket for that... haha :)

What that purpose is however, I don't know. I mean, I guess I do know. It's all about the souls. But I still don't wish to be here. I don't think I ever will want to be.

That moment when your soul leaves your body... except, most people have clothes on when that happens.

But you have to find joy in something. Right now, it's my future spouse. Whomever she is, I pray for you. More than I pray for myself.

This guy's name is Jesse apparently.

I don't usually wish myself to have happiness. As long as I'm alone, I won't be truly happy. Ever. But I'm sure you'll be able to change that.

Yes.

Death

My thoughts have been everywhere today... The last hour or so I've been thinking of death.

What if death was a person, not some skeleton. A person who's job it is to cross us off the list when we die?

I'm not asking what it is. Or what it means. Not questioning the afterlife. More as, death as a movement. Pondering. Every extraordinary thing, whether good or bad, has culminated with death. To name the first few that come to my head: Jesus, Abraham Lincoln, Gandhi, Hitler, Martin Luther King. Would any of these movements have been as powerful if death did not follow?

I love Liam Neeson. He is a fantastic actor.

Of course not. And If I die, I want to die for a reason. I don't want to die of old age or a heart attack. I don't want to die because I slipped in the bathtub or choked on some food.

It actually did happen.

I want to die for a cause. Whether shot, stabbed, poisoned, blown-up, or anything... I don't really care. I need something to die for, or at least something to be prepared to die for.

Yuppers

Help me God. Give me something to die for if I am supposed to die. There of course is the chance that I do not taste of death like Enoch or Elijah, and be translated, but that is unlikely. Quite so. Yet, you never know I guess. Anyways, if I can't have something to possibly die for, then give me something to live for. Hmmm, that would probably be the same thing. Something to die for and something to live for.

This could be God. Although that is Morgan Freeman... another fantastic actor.