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WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS OF INSANITY WHERE I SPEAK ON, DWELL ON, ELABORATE ON, DEBATE ON AND WRAP UP ON WHATEVER SCREAMING THOUGHT GOES THROUGH MY MIND IN THE MOMENT.

BEWARE, I'M MAKING EVERYTHING UP AS I GO. IF SOMETHING SEEMS TOO RANDOM, DISTURBING, CONCERNING, INSPIRING, ENDEARING, INSULTING, SMART, DUMB, CREEPY, WEIRD, INSANE, ANOMALOUS, CRAZY, UNCOMFORTABLE, ETC.. FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS BLOG AND READ ONE OF MY OTHER, MORE COHERENT ENTRIES.

ONE LAST THING BEFORE CONTINUING, MAYBE YOU CANT READ ENGLISH AND EXPECT ME TO INCLUDE A SPANISH TRANSLATION. THIS TIME YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN, IF YOU WANT YOUR EYES TO ACCESS THE WORDS OF WISDOM OR MADNESS WRITTEN HERE, EITHER LEARN ENGLISH OR USE GOOGLE TRANSLATE. ENOUGH.



What's something everyone likes? Money? Love? Ice cream?
I'll tell you something everyone likes, WINNING. 
Everyobody LOOOOOOVES winning so much, we see it everywhere!
Every hero on every story aaalways wins, beats the bad guy and gets the girl..
We all love winning or "achieving goals" (idiotic), but what about losing?
If everyone LOVES winning then surely, everyone HATES losing, RIGHT?
But what if I told you that there's people that LOVE IT. Would you believe it?
Some people love it so much, they're ADDICTED to it, nothing fills them up
like digging themselves into a hole they can't get out of...
Some, in fact, love it SOOOO MUCH they're not content with losing themselves,
They want to see others lose and fail and will do ANYTHING to make it happen.

Do you believe me? Do you trust me? Do you think I'm crazy?
check this out



WE LIKE TO THINK OR HOPE THAT BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO EQUALLY BAD PEOPLE, HOWEVER, 
WE ALL KNOW DEEP INSIDE THIS IS NOT TRUE, THAT BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE 
AND GOOD THINGS HAPPEN TO TERRIBLE PEOPLE. LET ME EXPLAIN TO YOU THE WAY I THINK 
CHAOS IS THE BEST WORD TO DESCRIBE OUR REALITY, UNEXPLAINABLE MATTERS OCCUR EVERY 
SECOND AND WE DO OUR BEST TO UNDERSTAND THEM, EVEN IF WE'RE COMPLETELY WRONG 
WE LIKE TO FOOL OURSELVES INTO BELIEVING OUR OWN LIES BECAUSE HAVING AN IDEA OF 
HOW OR WHY THINGS HAPPEN IS ALWAYS BETTER THAN HAVING NO IDEA, EVEN WHEN WE'RE 
WRONG ABOUT WHAT WE THINK, RIGHT? THE REALEST, MOST GROUND TO EARTH PERSON DOES 
THIS TOO, IN ANY WAY WE ALL END UP BELIEVING OUR IDEAS BEFORE BELIEVING FACTS 
SOME TO A SMALL DEGREE, SOME TO A LARGE ONE, SOME WHEN IN ABSENCE OF FACTS OR 
SOME WHEN OUR IDEOLOGIES ARE CHALLENGED. THIS FORCEFUL BELIEF OF LIES THAT WE 
PUT OURSELVES THROUGH MAKES US UNPREDICTABLE, UNCHANGING, UNAPPEALING, UNCREATIVE 
AND THE END RESULT OF OUR ACTIONS IS PAIN. WE EITHER INFLICT OR ARE INFLICTED 
BY THIS PAIN THAT IS A DIRECT RESULT OF TRUSTING OUR SELVES WAY TOO MUCH... 
EVEN WHEN WE MAY BE WRONG AND ALSO KNOW THAT WE ARE.


So what about now, do I seem rational? do you believe what I'm telling you?
Let me tell you a story, based on real and recent events.
One day, not too long ago but not too recent, it seemed like I was going to   
have just another day, nothing out of note.. Until I saw a note slide under   
my door. "Surely must be another bill" I thought as I opened the envelope,    
only to be delighted with the sight of a long letter, detailing me and all my 
family as scum calling us names, insults and worse. All topped off by a warn. 
A warn that soon we would all feel the end of an AK47 bullet cross our brains 
And we would know what hell feels like....................................... 
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, YOU PIECE OF TRASH. YOU'LL TASTE THE END OF THE CURB
SOON AS I DESTROY EVERY BONE IN YOUR HEAD BEFORE YOUR WORTHLESS LIFE ESCAPES  
FROM YOUR MISERABLE BODY. YOU'LL SEE JUST WHO I AM AND HOW LITTLE I FEAR SCUM 
LIKE YOU THAT FLOURISHES IN SEEING OTHER PEOPLE LOSE THEIR SANITY.............
Then I snapped back, I checked our front door cameras and I saw him. A Old man
sliding the envelope and starting to dig a hole, a big hole. Big enough to fit
him, me and my entire family in it. This did not stop him from continuing to  
dig and slide us death threats. So I thought of something, instead of killing 
this old man, why not beat him in his own game? outsmart him, defeat him and  
make him suffer just as or more than me and my entire family. So I picked up  
all of his envelopes and grinded them into a slushy paste. Mix this paste with
some water, let it dry and it will soon become solid and as hard as the curb;)
I WAITED PATIENTLY FOR HIM TO START DIGGING HIS LITTLE HOLE AGAIN AND WHEN HE 
LEAST EXPECTS ME, I'LL STRIKE... THE MOMENT'S HERE, OLD MAN IS DIGGING AND HAS
ZERO IDEA I'M RIGHT ABOVE HIM, WAITING FOR THE PERFECT MOMENT TO STRIKE WITH  
HIS OWN LETTERS MIXED INTO A CEMENT-LIKE PASTE... AS HE PULLS OUT HIS PEN AND 
STARTS WRITING ME ANOTHER LOVELY ENVELOPE, I DASH OUT AND COVER THE OPENING OF
THE HOLE, LEAVING HIM TRAPPED UNDER MY FEET.. NOT LONG GOES BY BEFORE I START 
HEARING SCREAMS, PLEADS, AGONY, SUFFERING, HUNGER, HOPELESSNESS ALL THAT THE  
OLD MAN WAS WISHING ONTO ME, ALL RIGHT BACK AT HIM IN THE HOLE HE DUG UP... :)



Now now, sorry for that. I didn't mean to freak you out
Do you understand what I had to say? Yes? No? Either way, I share your answer

I wish everyone who made it this far and everyone who didn't a good day and 
to tell them to step back every once in a while. Understand your mind is your
own and so are your thoughts, some people may never understand them and you 
may also never understand the way they think. But this does not instantly make
them or you right or wrong, a winner or a loser. Use this knowledge to improve
yourself, your family and the people you love or care about. PEACE.


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