Mom came crying into my arms today. I will NEVER FORGIVE YOU dad, for what you have done. For DESTROYING all in your path, with no regard for your family-you just do not give a DAMN! And it is ever apparent. I will NEVER FORGIVE this instillment of FEAR into her heart, to keep her under your thumb, so that she would not leave. For the way that you have so self centerdly live your life, while ruining others. For pulling apart our family, and taking away the thing that I needed the most-FOR FUCKING ME UP SO BADLY THAT ALL I CAN FEEL IS JEALOUSY WHEN I SEE A HAPPY FAMILY TOGETHER: I will never forgive you...for all that you have done. But I do thank you, as well. You've showed me exactly what kind of person I should never be.
I am pulled in all directions. Strained by the array of contradicting emotions. Mesmerized, deeply enthused, like a surge rushing upwards towards a limitless horizon, only weighed down by a looming death-the threat of nonexistence, and the killer of all dreams.
It seems like just yesterday that we met, though I know it was over a year ago.
I first saw you hanging there at the skate-shop, and I immediately knew that you were the one.
Although at first the connection was superficial, as I noticed the curve of your tail-but eventually it grew into something more.
We began to go everywhere together-
creating, destroying, and sometimes breaking the law.
We flowed through this city like a playground, exploring, and making something new each day.
I carried you down this path countless times during the summer, caring for nothing but each other, and where we were going. You were the only one I could always count on to be there for me.
I knew that no matter what was going on in my life, good times were to be had whenever we were together.
And sometimes we would hurt each other in our passion, but I know that we never really meant any of it.
All the while, in the back of my mind, I had a growing feeling of unease, because I had learned through my life that when something seems too true good to be true, often it is. But we continued on together, recklessly, moving foreword at a speed unfathomable to most sane people.
When it happened… Through my carelessness I left you in the dark, unprotected and alone. I searched for you, but you were no were to be found. The realization that we would no longer be able to create any more memories together began to flood in. Words cannot express how much I will miss you. However, through this experience I have learned an important lesson. I have learned that what matters is not the physical entity of the individual, but what they leave behind. Not a day will go by that I don’t think of you, and wonder what fate has brought you to. I thank you for the memories you have given me. I will never forget you.
Here's a video I made for it as well: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQYJHfq92Fk
"TICH KWONG DUUK,” I slowly pronounce, with a fire burning in my eyes. “Self-immolation.” A disgusting enthusiasm courses through me, to see such a fireworks display of raw personal power. “Mmm.” 533 of these martyrs, so far, according to Western media. Chinese Buddhism sanctions the act-an abandonment of the body for something bigger than themselves. It seems human nature shamefully compels us to respond to violence, creating a deadly pulpit for the martyr. For 3 whole days, this man and his cause were in the news. 4 days for women, and 5 for children.
“Hypomania: A condition similar to mania but less severe. The symptoms are similar with elevated mood, increased activity, decreased need for sleep, grandiosity, racing thoughts, and the like. However, hypomanic episodes differ in that they do not cause significant distress or impair one's work, family, or social life in an obvious way while manic episodes do.
Hypomanic people tend to be unusually cheerful, have more than ample energy, and need little sleep. Hypomania is a pleasurable state. It may confer a heightened sense of creativity and power. However, hypomania can subtly impair a person's judgment. Too much confidence can conceal the consequences of decisions. “
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