I have came to a point in life, where I began to question the feasibility of things. Cynicism that lies within my genetic make-up, had contemptuously seemed to act up on me, and starting to surface in bits, bearing no tolerance over my optimistic doctrine to life, anymore.
It is this point in life, that I realise that the world is not beautiful, the propensity for the good to prevail over the evil is depleting, and many vexatious and invidious feelings are starting to pour out.
I loathe this society, which have lost her connectedness, her sincerity, and her warmth amongst the people.
The affability of people is becoming a non-existence. I had a presentiment that many of us, human beings, will degrade emotionally to a capacity of non-tolerance, that you rather not to be touched, not to have any feelings., not to condone any views that differ from our very own, because I no longer fancy the solicitousness of people., nor do I desire any sort of such tenderness in people.
I have became such a pessimist about our society, that I am beyond just being disenchanted or jaundiced - I find it a pity to spare more than a cent worth of attention to understand this society. We have no one to blame, but them, everybody out there, who are on the streets, in front of your computer screen, sitting at home, sleeping in the canals, walking in the International Space Station, running away from the police, or, destroying families that are decently trying to survive.
I aspire a day when life is less vulnerable, less susceptible to vices, so as to be resistant to the major abhorrence of this world.
I aspire a day when justice can toil upon the fuck shits of this society, whose most immediate affiliations are most questionable.
I aspire a day when a young brainless boy walks down the street, he will not be duped to believe that fear spans the world, but rather, understands perfectly that those fuck heads are nothing but cowardly phonies, who daringly, mulct our society of her righteousness and decency, because when they are alone, we will kill them.
I aspire a day when we are less vulnerable, when we all know that the compassionate society is a lie, not when faces with malevolent eyes walk amidst us.
And until that very day, we can only aspire.
