Mind your step

How many times have you heard phrases in a conversation that have made you want to run in the opposite direction, because the words reeked of idiocy? How many times have you had to stand there and listen to a bunch of words that hold absolutely no meaning to the speaker, and yet they are uttered in an almost mechanical fashion?

I feel this every time I hear the sentences - 'Life is short. You could get hit by a truck tomorrow. Do what you want to do.' I feel that these words can only be spoken by a person who has not lived up to a shred of responsibility in life!! A person who pretends that bad decisions can be masked over by cliched sentences!! Is this what happens when you let the heart dominate the mind? Do you start to believe that of all the people crossing the road tomorrow morning, you shall be singled out by GOD to be run down by a truck, and that you must make that irresponsible decision right away? I have heard people use these lines before smoking a joint, driving at crazy speeds, picking up a prostitute, to stop studying, to work less, casual sex and I could go on and on.

Let me tell you what really happens tomorrow morning. Life is fucking long! Unless you happen to live in Greenland, Iraq, North Korea, Sudan or Somalia, chances are that you will live to a ripe old age of over 50. The truck that's out there looking to run you down - it ain't coming!! Unless you get high enough to take a stroll down the highway and get creative with your hand gestures towards the passing truck drivers.

So every decision that you will take, you will live to regret in all probability. You are not going to pass away and not be held responsible for the miserable situation that the people around you are in. And even if you do pass away, you are still going to be held responsible for what you did. Of course, I am not saying anything that any logical person who gives precedence to the superior mind over the juvenile heart wouldn't know. The heart is weak. The heart is an god-damn escapist who hates long-term accountabilities. The heart is a pathetic loser, like the drunk fool who got run down by a truck.

So the next time someone says that 'Life is short...blah blah', I am going to punch the person in the chest.

What does the Mirror say?

God...I no longer believe in your existence or in the idea that you fulfill a mortals' desire if he asks you for something with a true heart. Education has cured me of religion and I now know that you are but a story made by man, for some men to gain superiority over others. A story without loopholes. A story that has been a 'Work In Progress' all its life and will continue to be just that, as long as there are people like me who cast a doubt on it.

Nevertheless, for the sake of true drama, I ask of you to forgive your child for his sarcasm and to grant him one single wish - 'Don't Let me See Another Mirror in My Life!' For it this one object that I now fear the most. The one object that tears away the layers of pretence that I have surrounded myself with. The one object that shatters my belief in earthly emotions and brings me face to face with the world of pure logic. The one object that I can't seem to beat at an argument, because every tactic I can think of is already known and every excuse is already discarded.

I am losing a desperate battle. First it was only that shiny surface on my wall that would plague me. Now it feels like the mirror has found a way to teleport itself into other corners of my world, where I could once find peace. It started with the ceiling, then the walls and now even the closed lids of my eyes. I need divine intervention! I need supernatural powers! I need a human touch.

Dear God, please don't let me see another mirror in my life!