cblair

Well I see two hot suicide girls decided to make me a friend. Thats good. Probably best that I used a shadow pic. Of course the real one is in the pics file. I think. Well today sucked. But really everyday sucks. That's life. Life really is a garden. No you don't just dig it. You're just hammered with shit heap upon shit heap. That's adversity. And then the hope and glimmer of a better promising life comes along. Thats the seed to plant. And before you know it, with all that shit as fertilizer, and a few seeds, you get pretty flowers. Rewards if you will. So really we shouldn't bitch about how bad life is. Life is just fine, its we the people that are the problems. We cluster something so simple as life with bullshit questions. Why should I live? What's the purpose of life? Should I hate my life? When the answer of life is right in front of us. It's purpose is to live it. I like to think as life as a rubiks cube. We start young and the cube is completely fine, But later on in life as we screw up, so does the cube. Eventually by the time were 40 or 50, the cube is a complete mess. But like they say, thats the age of coming wisdom. And slowly and progressively we fix our mistakes and make the cube whole again. Eventually the cube becomes a complete whole and we die. The purpose of life to me is to become alive and fix everything that we throw off in nature before we die and balance back the flow that we screwed up from birth.