Walking away from some shit often times is just as
satisfying as walking towards something. I mean, we like to apply this deluded
notion of individual and collective progress, that man somehow either
spiritually or scientifically has an unrealized destination as supreme being
doing supreme shit, but lolol c’mon that ain’t true. I mean we can try to be
better, that’s a good and noble practice, but there’s nothing scientific or
religiously destined about our trajectory as a species. So you don’t always
have to be moving towards something necessarily. A lot of times, shit is fucked
up, and ugly, and stupid, and stifling, and life feels a little too much like
death, a lot too much like you can’t breathe fully, and it makes good and
perfect sense to be like “fuck this shit” and walk away from it. You don’t have
to give an explanation or notice either. Fuck it. Life’s not a movie – you don’t
have to make up with everybody, or tie up all the loose ends, or treat your
parents with respect if they never did that to you, or be cool with friends who
displayed hypocritical flaws. Walk the fuck away. Sometimes being a better
person means leaving behind the metaphysical albatrosses.
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