I don’t wanna rock the boat.
Your dreams are your dreams. Your goals, your strivings, you need those, everybody needs those. Don’t spend your life second guessing yourself like I did. Live a life, take something for yourself, kill the bad guys. Have fun. Leave a mark.
Yes, that’s right. Don’t listen to what I said, listen to what I’m saying.
You’ve got marks, don’t you? So what makes anybody else exempt?
Illegitimi non-carborundum, right? Like I say, fight the bad guys. My ruminations have brought me there, this is what you were born to do. OK, you were born to eat leaves and reproduce – but fighting is our human purpose, the one we like, the one we chose for ourselves. Plus, you’re beautiful when you get excited about something, when your pupils get wide and somehow light up with blackness, when you’re focused on some prey.
You’re not gonna see that on some sad old socialist moral complainer like me unless you come to my house and show up with acid or mushrooms.
But call first, OK? Give me a chance to brush my teeth before you get here.
May 15th., 2018