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2 am my time and I am sitting talking to friends about the current situation and what is going on in my life.. and If i question God for my place in this fucking world... My answer is yes... I question everything... When I meet My maker before he sends me into the firey pit he will Have a lot to fucking answer for, And by the way I'm bringing ammunition....I'd have faith If he had ever given me a reason to.. but when every day is as bleak as the day before and the only thing i have to fuckin look forward to is the relationships i have forged thru the fire and flame of my life, I have No need to have Faith In anyone By myself, My freinds and My family...There's No Reason to belive that My soul can be saved.... OR any reason to want it to be saved.... The One Sin i didn't commit will not be the one that Damns me in the next Life...but it will damn someone else... but there is no fucking way you will ever see me repentant even at death, I will face my maker Fully armed, I intend to make Him answer for His crimes. I know that it is my anger that fuels me most of the time, I have to see the word in a blood red mask for it to make sense, But i have known peace, but that's something I've found for myself, not something anyone's ever fucking given me.....I may be a demon... but there was good inside me once.

Current Mood: Angry.
Current Music: Within Temptation, Iron.
I caught a glimpse of heaven once. The angels showed me. The idea was I'd kill for them. Clean up thier mistakes on Earth. Eventually redeem myself. Tried it. Didn't like it. Told them where to stick it.

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Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.

Franco Un-American.

I hate everyone. I just pretend I don’t because I’m chasing this false inner peace, thats being constantly eroded by outsiders. I am happy, I was at peace. But I do see my country and more importantly my city for what it’s for and I’m getting angry again. Maybe I do need to be angry. Maybe I do need to rebel. Maybe I do need to speak out despite the fact that it can be used against me and hurt those I love. Nothing fucking new to me. This apathy has gotten me nowhere, this trying to be at peace was working but maybe I need to be angry, maybe I need to rail agianst the things that once were right have now went wrong. This isn’t a world I want my child growing up in, and he’s grown. But this isn’t the world I promised him. This is something else. This city wants to pick a fight with me? Cool, I know what busybody bitch it is. Don’t think I will tolerate any threats to those that I care for or myself. You want to fucking start a war? Maybe it’s time for me to be angry again.

Someone Like You.

I know there are aspects of me, my personality and my life that you still like. It’s why you had my child and no one else’s. But I don’t colour within the lines enough for you to settle down with. That’s been acknowledged for two fucking decades. He’s an adult. I don’t need to answer to anyone anymore in my life. I wasted years fighting you when I should have been fixing you. But those moments are over. All of our moments are over. I don’t even need to be angry. I just need to be. You and I are toxic. I’m better off without you in my life. It’s a little less toxic when I’m the only one on the boat. Only the captain goes down with the ship. I’ve always known i would die alone anyhow. No family, no friend’s, no real accomplishments to my life. I wrote that line almost 30 years ago. Self fulfilling prophecy. At least that way when I implode no one gets hurts. I was a fool to think otherwise. I’ve left too much damage in my path. I just want to be happy and at peace whatev...

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