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no there isn’t 2005

started 10/11/98, converted to prose 09/26/05

I can stand alone. I don’t need you, and you think there’s more to it than that, but no, there isn’t. Well, sometimes you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do, and you just get it done. Well, sometimes the world and everything kind of shows what it’s made of, and sometimes you have to survive all the crap that’s thrown in your direction.
So sometimes it’s important to understand that I don’t need all the crutches that people usually give themselves, but it’s true, I don’t need you, and I can get along fine without you.
Three months since the someone tried to kill me, since I’ve have to relearn how to walk and talk and eat, three years since I’ve had to reconstruct my life. Do I feel any different? Did I change, or did the world change? Or is it that way I understand the owrld now, now that I’ve gone through Hell?
I mean, should the world be now revolving at a different pace? Or was everyone just used to the change of the earth’s speed when it changed? Is it something they just never chose to think about? Was everyone just used to the world when it started to feel this way?
So many people go through life with a lack of emotion, or a lack of feeling, or a lack of thought. And I’ve never been asked to find out information like that, I’ve never been asked to function that way. I’ve never been able to just let life go by.
Maybe life stepped on me a few times. Well, you know what I’m getting at with this metaphor, maybe if life is just cruel that way. Maybe life is storming away and if you happen to be in the way, well maybe life will just accidentally step on you on the way out, like if life doesn’t know where it’s going when it’s just trying to leave. Well, at times like that you just have to be ready for a battle, maybe it’s a battle you weren’t expecting to run into in the first place, but sometimes you just have to be ready for a conflict like that occasionally.
Those damn storms of life seem to veer in a direction we can never fully predict. We couldn’t anticipate their change in intensity.
We’re not fortune tellers. We don’t know everything in advance.
But life is a storm, and you have to be careful that you don’t get caught in it, then get in the eye of the storm and think everything’s better. These can be ugly storms, so watch out for them.
And even if it never comes to get you, you have to be ready for that potential problem, just in case. Just in case it happens.




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