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Nov 2015
I can't help but be just doom and gloom sometimes.... I mean, when looking at the world at a quick glance... Donald F'ing Trump... are you f'ing kidding me, it's funny, but seriously.... And it doesn't stop there... but I will because I don't have that kind of time and if you're reading this you probably already know how absurd our situation is... not just as a nation but as a species... How has it come to this, how have  we failed to become more compassionate and only advanced in greed and pointless self endeavors.  The whole world is collapsing and we're all too busy working to do nothing more than to fill our pockets with debt so we can have something we don't even need tomorrow but want today.  The fuse is lit, make no mistake, our days our numbered... yea, we could put the fire out, we might even be able to save ourselves... but instead we just fan the fire.  Hate hiding behind religion and national pride and casual prejudice and more often than not, just rearing its ugly head out in the open, because why the "f" not...  And truthfully, I'm terrified and I'm mad and I'm sick and I pray to some unknown god that please tell me I'm not human.  Maybe Thompson , Williams, and too many to name had the right idea... an early exit, not because they gave up hope, but because they just said "f" it... no one's listening and there's better places to be.  I can picture Hunter and Robin and Sid laughing it up under the bodhi tree... Suicides not my thing, I may have thought of it once or twice... who knows, maybe there was a rainy night once upon a time were death was sitting there in the passenger sit and a bottle of antifreeze was laying in my lap or maybe thats just a bad dream I can't quite forget... either way, I can't blame them.  At a quick glance and an over welcome stare... the world is just "f'd"...  Things are bleak, politicians are trying to push back progress in the name of this god and that religion vs basic human compassion and empathy.  No one is safe, those we should be able to trust to protect life are taking life... parents, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, neighbors, police, preachers... kids killing kids and on and on and on and... We have the ability now more than ever before to be better.  There is literally no excuse left for us to be so callous to those living without the bare essentials.  No matter how little we may have, we always have enough to share.  We can be better in ways far beyond that... Why are we still sending our own children to die in unnecessary wars... no matter your childs age, that's still your baby girl or baby boy..."18" or older doesn't change that... and it's no different on the other side.  War today is just blood for dollars, oil for souls... crocodile tears falling from political leaders  on both sides for the loss of lives sacrificed for some illusion they call freedom.  Doom and gloom goes on and on and on and....

Somewhere in the dark, in the secret corners and cracks, in the music of pitch black silence... there's still beauty... if you look long enough, close enough... you can see it, you can hear it, you can feel it...  

To quote Neil Gaiman

"A world in which there are
Monsters and ghosts and
Things that want to steal
Your heart
Is a world in which there are
Angels
And dreams
And a world in which
There is
Hope"

And hope is the universal heartbeat that beats within us all... if we stop to listen and look and feel... we can be better
Akira Chinen
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Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
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       ---, Erick Snyder, Cecil Miller and SPT
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