Thursday, October 17, 2024

What is the point?

Today I was plagued with the idea, why? And why? 

Everywhere these days there's a silent rule imposed by some invisible person or persons. You can't say this. You can't write about that. You can't tell your goverment that they are shit. 

Why do we fall into line? When did we become such obedient citizens? 

When I think of writers, especially those on this platform, bloggers I have come to love...They take shit from no one. They write and say what they want. I think they live out that attitude in their real life too.

I am just tired of walking on eggshells, afraid you might offend anyone by simply giving them the wrong greeting. 

Why am I so afraid of offending someone about things that have more to do with their own issues, than my own?

We are writers. We speak the truth, right? Or else what is the point?

What is the point in our existance if we aren't free to say, do, act or wear what we want? 

Why must I sensor my thought, writing, or general existance? 

When did it become forbiden to be an asshole? For once I want to be the asshole who stands tall and says "And this is my problem, why?" Or simply "Meh, I don't care" or the classic "Fuck off"?

Just WHY? WHY? WHY?

What are your thoughts? I will open the comment section again soon.


What is the point?

Today I was plagued with the idea, why? And why?  Everywhere these days there's a silent rule imposed by some invisible person or person...