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CHOOSE LIFE! Choose wearing a fake fucking smile to hide the pain of living and pulling from any source of pop culture dogma to escape that pain enough to make the smile look real, nothing more than an ode to living the lie of your choosing.

Choose, Lortab, Roxies, Xanax, Crack. CHOOSE METH. Then choose to lay the blame at the door of greedy pharmaceutical companies and Canadian mail order prescription depots for the streets being awash with the ESCAPE they provide, that something ELSE, Something deeper seated made us turn to in the first place.

Choose cursing at that fat ass 97lb frame you look at in the full body mirror hanging on your closet door and then vomiting the can of chicken noodle soup you had for lunch, flushing the only evidence of your askewed life perception besides the ribs you have showing, down the fucking toilet.

CHOOSE to Vote, once every four years to feel better about your place in the world and assure yourself against all evidence that you’re actually making a difference.

CHOOSE taking a thousand pictures of yourself at arms length until one memory becomes indistinguishable from the next and then force those memories that will mean even less to those you force them on over social media, in a sad attempt to be one in 7 billion and make it count for something.

Choose turning to a father figure who dumped us all in an orphanage run by the orphans to help you make sense of it all.

Choose, interracial, and same sex marriage and being hated by the “morally correct” sect who desperately try to hold a patent on what defines an emotion.

Choose jacking off to pictures of people you hate, chubby chasing, cougar hunting, fisting, BDSM, and piss fetishes, because physical pleasure comes with a less costly price tag than genuine emotional attachment.

Choose aiding people, who stay determined to repeat the same pointless cycles, and caring enough that you’re willing to get sucked into the abyss right along with them. Choose to ignore even those who would make use of that help and circle jerking with people who give even less of a fuck about such things as you do in an effort to not feel just as lost as those who visibly need help.

CHOOSE LIFE!

 

A couple quick things regarding my time offline. I’m not always here to pop a motherfucker in the mouth. A lot of my post’s have shown that, a lot haven’t. A lot of time when I’m not, and even sometimes during, I am generally reading about some process, or learning a new program. That’s when I’m not promoting things I have done, or a cause I have backed, or FINALLY writing. Yeah that’s a big one. WRITING. As for my time away from the computer, since April of 2016 I have helped get over 26 houses repaired, to either get people back into their homes, or to get them ready for people to make as their new homes, and that has been my day job, ever since the floods here in Louisiana last year. As a general rule, You may be surprised to learn I am fairly laid back. but I also observe quite a bit as well and listen to a lot of things I hear from people around me. I said before that I live for the fight, and that is true, I do, I really do, but I’m not here to save the world, I think that’s a ridiculous concept, and it really isn’t up to me to make this world a better place. if it was I could force a lot of this shit I see to stop, but I can’t, and in truth, even if I could, would that really be “Better” in reality or just another illusion? I mean If I have to force you to stop, that isn’t you being a better person, that’s just me keeping you from doing what you want, and I have talked before about what happens in the long term when people keep shit bottled up, that is when it gets even worse, for them and for anyone around them when that cork pops. It’s up to us to do the best we can. Try to come to some fucking arrangement, though for the most part, we never fucking do.

I live for the fight, and while last time, I said that I came down on Donald Trumps celebrity opposition, this time however I just want to say thanks to his cronies for passing anti planned parenthood, Way to go God’s favorite jackasses, you are aware that planned parenthood, does more than abortion right? These people actually help in the pre natal process as well, for those women who need help. If you are anti abortion, that is great, in a lot of cases, not in all, but if that is the case, fight that specific part of it, don’t go and fuck up the part that aids in bringing these children into the world as healthy as they can be and call yourself pro life, I call bullshit on that. This is an example of what I was talking about, we can never meet in the middle about anything, one side either has to have it all their way or the other side is shooting for the same thing, and it’s….. Yeah, just people butting heads like antelope, only this is a case of morality in double standards.

Next piece of my rant here, let’s leave the realm of politics behind, God knows there are enough people bitching about all that nonsense as it is. Little known secret about me, I am the type of person who is generally helpful. If you have a problem, you can come to me with it and I will do what I can. That said, I have also had to live with the fact, that sometimes that is a pathway for other people to bring some bullshit to your door step as well. I have dealt with someone trying to force “Help” and their idea of “Happiness” on me that I don’t want and then turn around and end up being given Hell for it by the people around the person who wanted to “Help” Like it’s my Goddamn fault that you don’t like me for who I am and yet can’t completely exert control over your fucking friends life. Fuck all that, you sort that bullshit out among yourselves, what you don’t do is outright fucking harass someone who has openly and honestly told you that doing so is a good way of getting me to fuck you up, just to show the person how I’m not worth the “Help” I never fucking wanted in the first place. Teach me to be a better person? Fuck you, look at yourself. How much fucking “Help” do you really think you can be to me when you surround yourself with fucking retards who go out of their way to un do anything you’ve done, for their own agenda? How about you grow a pair and put their asses in their place instead of bringing that shit into my world. You want help, bring your best, not a steaming pile of your own self confidence issues and a gaggle of twats who “Always” know what’s best for everyone else, when they themselves are the biggest cunts. It’s childish horseshit, usually conducted by idiots whose maturity peaked in fucking high school. Bitches who have to validate their existence through 40 or more fucking posted selfies a week. You know the kind, I’m sure. These are the 30 somethings who rejoice at being the Kings and Queens of the fucking kiddie table. They can try to teach you how to be a “better person” but you point out how fucked up they are, and they want to cry bully and then pull some conniving bullshit scheme like life is some shit out of “Gossip Girl” Fuck a bunch of that shit. You don’t want me to be negative, here’s a concept, don’t bring your negative shit and rub it in my fucking face and I won’t have to put you in your place and remind you that you truly are worth no more than I am.

Recently I had to drop support for someone because some bullshit where this same little clique of dumb asses wanted to run to them, because I made it public that I supported them. Word to the wise people. The WARNING you get from people who just come to you out of the blue when someone else comes to you in good faith first, is usually PERSONAL BULLSHIT that doesn’t concern you. Do yourself a favor, put these jack asses in their place and say no, until I find otherwise for myself. If you don’t……Well all you accomplish is costing yourself support, letting someone else bring their fight to your door. It’s not fucking rocket science folks. GOOD FAITH vs OPEN SABOTAGE. It really is THAT SIMPLE to figure out. You don’t see me bringing in other people to MY fight, because it is MY FIGHT, and I’m not a chickenshit who would use others as fucking human shields for target practice. If you aren’t STRONG ENOUGH, or GOOD ENOUGH, or SMART ENOUGH to take me all by little onesie just pack your fucking shit and go the fuck home. Because YOU AREN”T STRONG,GOOD,or SMART enough to do it your damn self, it’s a loss, because it would NEVER be anything YOU YOURSELF was ever capable of doing.

Goddamn boy, you done bitching yet? NO. I live for the fucking fight don’t you get that? Have I not made that abundantly clear? You know my sister is a huge fan of  “The Walking Dead” Now, it’s an alright show, but I have a hard time watching it, mainly because I see us living it. The only difference is these zombies have heartbeats and want to be told how to live and what to believe, The rest is the same though, the motherfuckers telling those fucking zombies how to live and what to believe are generally the crafty bastards who will kick down your door and take what you have, or they are the ones who wait on the other side of that door with a few surprises of their own. Taking a Theologist stand point here for a minute, damn near every religion past or present, that has an apocalypse prophesy tells of human beings, being very much like how you see most of us being now. Apathetic, selfish, disloyal to the point that even family doesn’t mean shit to them. For thousands of years, we have behaved in a manner that made it easy for multiple cultures and beliefs to see us come to where we are now. That is probably the most discouraging thing, I think. That’s my word.

In celebration of not only the release of my first full length novel, but the first to be published from this blog. Tonight I will introduce my readership to the little known festive event that I usually run on my personal Face Book Profile called Jukebox Night. Only now the party switches house and you can catch it in two places.  https://www.facebook.com/DiaryofAVagabondKing?ref=hl and https://www.facebook.com/Shayne-Workman-Big-Cat-715170738549742/timeline/?ref=hl  It will have some exclusive content not shared in the book during, before and after. The party starts @ 7pm central time don’t miss it.