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The rant of ages

The rant of ages

I’m lost in a sea of endless chatter

Front, back, and all around I hear the banter

I sit for days and ponder what could be

Never what could have been, maybe rarely though

The ramblings stop short in certain spots

Giving me relief from constant digestion of words to derive meanings

How can so little mean so much while at the same time not be clear

It becomes difficult to cling to the signs of the sane

when everywhere you see signs of other people clinging

If the signs aren’t clear then don’t follow them

They will only lead to friends who you can never fully grasp

Don’t be discouraged by the lack of clear signals

They are constant

Instead watch for the light houses

Their beacons always guide to go places with good food and peace of mind

Not everyone is a whole person to everyone else

If you cannot see 360 degrees then don’t bother

Some beacons are too bright, trend with caution towards them

They are sirens and devils in disguise

Don’t be surprised that these devils exist

Once you’ve meet one, you’ll be better able to spot another and thus avoid them

They take human form but fit awkwardly into the body

They cannot grasp simple things like hygiene, manners, social ques, etc.

They often claim to have a devastating mental disability or horrible upbringing, yet are extremely well educated

They are essentially harmless physically but will suck the life out of you

They feed off your energy and take over your life

These are not the real guiding beacons in life

They have nothing to show you, but only see what you can do to fulfill their goals and mission

The real beacons don’t intrude

they have manners because they aren’t devils who invaded another’s body

they are compassionate and considerate humans

there is more to life than beacons and signs

but still be sure to learn which are important to you

and which are really just dust.



I am drunk and in need of a rant.  Just a regular rant and at the same time, not your ordinary rant.  The distance between places seems odd to me.  My brain just doesn’t really understand how far away distant lands are.  In my mind, I can fall asleep and wake up elsewhere.  Fall asleep in LA and wake up in Vegas.  Fall asleep in San Francisco and wake up in Hong Kong.  Fall asleep in North Carolina and wake up in Paris.  And so it goes.  The world is small in modern human terms.  Life costs so much because we are programed to pay for it.  People are annoying because we hang out with them even though we already can spot an annoying character within the first glance.  My bed is comfortable because it is.  Someone is gorgeous because of his accent.  I don’t care about things because they don’t matter.  I don’t watch TV.  My world is better than yours because I live it.  Old friends aren’t friends because they are full of shit in some way.  If I could change anything about him, it would only be his location and hair cut…to start with…opps.  perhaps that means I should just find another, or go back.