Saturday, June 1, 2019

A man is judged by what he does and doesn't do.

That's why most men don't man up.  They selectively choose to live under the shadow of mediocrity.  Was it your upbringing, your past, your history, your heritage, your mom or your enabler at this very moment?  It fucking don't matter you piece of shit.

What matters is:  What you gonna do about it?  Or not.

It is wise to choose your life's path carefully but the best lives are lived by doing and fucking shit up.  Mistakes.  Yes, good intentions and burning for it.  Stress, lots of stress, learn to love it!  Better than the alternative.  Cooped up in some hole waiting for mommy or equivalent to cook the next meal.  Or even better,  sleeping the day away because you're too afraid to make impact... yeah, still living at home while mom and pops keep kicking ass and racking up the body count.  I mean, I'm judging you right now, I find you disgusting.

On the other hand, when you choose to be the first one to volunteer to help your annoying neighbor, your shitty family member and be willing to lose the dead weight.  What do you get?

You get freedom.  You get a reputation for being a man of action with some powerful thoughts on that meat head.  Men will hate you or begrudgingly respect you and women will love you.

Some say that we shouldn't be judged.  I say, fuck it, judge me as long as you get on your knees ... to pray.  Why?  Because I'm going to fucking do it like a man and even when my annoying neighbors pesters me, I will go ahead and help out where I can.  Why? cause I'm a man, I was made to kick ass and rack it up so pray for me because I probably will fuck it up along the way.

I'm willing to carry the dead weight, yeah, the minute you need my help, you complain to me, you're right there on my shoulders along with a few others so make room, I can handle a lot more than you.

That's what a man does.  You know why?  Because the world needs us.  We are there silently listening to others about their shitty lives but then, we are the ones going or should be:  What you gonna do about it?

Take pride that you're there to carry the weak, to help those who are looking to be stronger but haven't figured out how but don't just do it.  Remind the weak, the clueless, the useless, the complainers and misguided that they too have to carry the Lighting, the spirit of humanity, that they must be light and deny the darkness.

Be proud, be willing to fuck up and shine at the same time... be humble but don't over do it.  What that means is, accept it when you fuck up and get back at doing your job, you sack of shit... that's your new constitution.

Now, don't get me started on hobbies ... ugh ...