The Addict Speaks - Screwed Up

Today, I brought a packet of lucky stars (in their paper form), those they used to sell in small provision shops. With the onslaught of fast food, we have fast gifts too. Over time, those small shops stopped selling these lucky stars as people just simply did not have the time to make them. When I saw the shop selling them, it came upon me that humanity can be saved - with just a little more sincerity in the things we do.

All of us have our addictions, for mine, its the pills, without them I won’t be able write like that. Every person I know has an addiction - shopping, gaming, gambling… the list goes on. Why do we need addictions? If you ask me why, I would just simply say the world is screwed up. If the onslaught of commercialisation and slaving our general populace to work, create unnecessary stresses and burdens, and greed did not exist, we will generally be happier, and folding lucky stars. That is my way of coping, by doing so retardedly stupid things that make no sense to practicality.

I am, in fact, very angry and disturbed every time I step out of my door. When I come home at night, I feel sadness again. Sadness for the world, for social inequality, for wide income gaps… for suffering and poverty. I would think each night how to create a just and fair world where everyone would be happy. But in reality, this happy world just does not exist with greed.

Why are you so angsty? Well, maybe, I have more feelings then you do, that I do care about people around me instead of just myself, which we have been conditioned by the world to do so. Which idiot would be a hero and save the rest and give up his own life nowadays? No, everyone would just watch the rest die in front of their eyes and laugh after that, like those twisted movies we see on our screens each day. Slowly, we will learn not to feel, and be automated and shaped by the media, people and government in what sort of appropriate behaviour we are expected to portray.

Go screw up your life, tell me how you feel when that happens.
(or tell me, why don’t you want to screw up your life)