Does anyone ever feel overwhelmed by 'it' all??? I mean, by the totality of life? The completeness of it all? The gigantic-ness???
Sometimes I just get overwhelmed with my tiny insignificant (in the grand scheme of things) self. I mean, GAWD, it's just so huge. Life, the universe, and everything...
Not only that, but do you ever just feel helpless? Like you can see the world itself teetering on the brink of disaster and collapse but you can't really do a damned thing about it. Sure, you can do the little things like holding a door open for an old lady or a lady with a stroller- or you can send money to red cross- or you can donate your time to a charity- or maybe you can even find a cure for cancer. But can you really save the world? Can anyone? It just looks to me like we're headed for the dark ages.
Instead of evolving, we're de-volving. And I for one find that frightening.
Ah, hell. What do I know?
I'm just an imperfect man with way too many flaws and a penchant for scars, porn, and puppies (or kittens). (Not necessarily in that order, mind you.)
So I ask myself: Will I really make it out alive? Or just die trying, like everyone else?
Sometimes I just get overwhelmed with my tiny insignificant (in the grand scheme of things) self. I mean, GAWD, it's just so huge. Life, the universe, and everything...
Not only that, but do you ever just feel helpless? Like you can see the world itself teetering on the brink of disaster and collapse but you can't really do a damned thing about it. Sure, you can do the little things like holding a door open for an old lady or a lady with a stroller- or you can send money to red cross- or you can donate your time to a charity- or maybe you can even find a cure for cancer. But can you really save the world? Can anyone? It just looks to me like we're headed for the dark ages.
Instead of evolving, we're de-volving. And I for one find that frightening.
Ah, hell. What do I know?
I'm just an imperfect man with way too many flaws and a penchant for scars, porn, and puppies (or kittens). (Not necessarily in that order, mind you.)
So I ask myself: Will I really make it out alive? Or just die trying, like everyone else?
