A Little Fucked in the Head

I think everyone is a little fucked in the head.

I for one realize my line of thinking is far and different from anyone else I know. Very few and far between at least. It makes it a bit difficult. I find resources to excel, so little, and individuals – not individuals.

Mind you I am tired, after going to BJJ for the first time in 4 months (I am exhausted).

It’s difficult however. I smell, and can sense the passion I have for these different facets in my life. I’m not sure though, why it feels so separated from my peers. The passion is not present.

HOWEVER – If I think rationally, there are those inspiring people. And they are all leaders, entrepreneurs, and you can always see the craziness, that little bit of, “fucked in the head”, that they’ve got going on.

We’ll see where this goes. But I for one am tired. I love my friends, and I realize they’ve helped me so much – it’s just I think we all feel tired. One thing is for certain, I am doing my best.

I program every second I have the opportunity. I maintain my health to the highest level possible – squishing it in to tight little fucking hours I have during the week. My time is raped by stupid fucks at my day job who pile work on me cause they’re lazy as fuck themselves. I spend time at a start-up where individuals have the least fucking clue how to run a business.

I am tired. Let us rest, let us pray, let us be happy for the air we breath. Let’s remind ourselves that this race has been manufactured.

This bizarre world which we live.

Can we not create freely? Creativity in business is suppressed through regulation and monopoly.

Creativity in expression is monitored through social media.

Creativity in love. I have yet to find.

And yet time moves forward. Time waits for no one. Certainly bizarre.