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You know what I noticed today.
I don't know if you have, or if you should. I recognized it the moment the police officer drove me to Ground Zero in the middle of the night, so that I could see the Great Mound first hand, and the massive destruction that my brain, my precious mind, has driven so far back into my subconsciousness that I can't even remember going there day after day. I can only remember a feeling of absolute dread and coldness going down there.
But this is not about Ground Zero, this is about what I realized has been following me for the past ten ten years. Look around you, look at your family, friends, children, enemies, neighbors. Just look around you and look at them, and take stock because EVERY one of them WILL DIE.
No... serious- ly.... I guarantee you on a stack of bibles. All of them, even your children CAN AND WILL DIE. In an instant, after a prolonged struggle, horribly and violently, in their sleep and peaceful...take your pick. You don't believe me? Trust me. Like a wisp of smoke, here this second and gone tomorrow. They can all go together, the mass of them, in a tragic accident, or be picked off by fate, one after the other, but in the long run, everyone you know and love will DIE.
And what's even worse is that even if they don't, YOU WILL. Now I know what the majority of you are saying. "Fuck that. When I die, I don't give a damn about anyone else." This is true. You probably wont care about them. That might be a given. However, there is a moment in time where you can help yourself say goodbye, in both directions. It makes letting go easier, for you and them. What is it?
First, LOVE THE SHIT OUT OF EVERYONE. Love them with all of your heart even if it is hard, make it easy. BE KIND TO EVERYONE, because there is enough evil to go around, and lastly, LET THEM KNOW HOW YOU FEEL about them. Listen to me. When was the last time you did something good for your wife and tell her you loved her? Or your children, or your parents? When did you do something nice, maybe even helpful, for your neighbor? Do people think of you and say, "Wow, he was a great motherfucker?" or do they just call you a "motherfucker"?
I'm not saying to go around and kiss people's asses. Especially your enemies and those that wish you harm. Go as far as you personally want to forgive and please them, or don't go at all. Fuck them if they want to fuck you. No this is not the teachings from the bible I'm giving you. I'm not telling you to turn the other cheek if someone slaps you. Do your best to slap them back. Fuck these types of scumbags, and if you can add an ounce of miserability to their lives, do so. Because they are miserable fucks anyway.
I'm talking about all of those walking skeletons that you see shuffling past you like puppets day in and day out that you say you love and care about. When you look at them like that, your entire perspective changes. You see them differently when you know they're dying fast. You care for them more because their lives are so short. You are more concerned over them. You love them more because this shit, life I mean, is NOT GOING TO LAST FOREVER. Sooner or later, one of you will take a dirt nap. Either them or you.
Don't be stupid. Don't push death and destruction out of your mind. I saw it. Thousands of people got dressed, had coffee, kissed their spouses and kids, took the commuter train to work, and then were torn apart by Sixty tons of machinery traveling at the speed of a rocket. No one had a fucking clue that there would be a mass burial in Manhattan. No one even dreamed that their loved ones would be counted among them.
Fuck the bullshit in life. Start loving them now folks. They or you might not be here tomorrow.
Hobobob
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