Sunday, November 9, 2008

...love pains


“I must learn to love the fool in me - the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries”

-Theodore Isaac Rubin

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

me too.

Anonymous said...

(Bebo won't let me use this many characters)

Sounds shit. Hate school. I have no legal obligation AT ALL to be in school and I'm still here. I have to have my leaving cert to get into the army (eventually) and I have no intrest in it. I don't care in any way.

Playing guitar and working out, getting better flexablility and want to go on a trek. Leave civilisation behind and go away. I want to hunt. I want to fight. I want to be FAR MORE ACTIVE THAN I AM. After the L.C I'm going to join a boxing club or something so I can get fit and get into combat. I am NOT going to waste away my life. I won't be young forever and I want to make use of the privilage of youth. I want to learn how to fence or archery or sword fighting. Or all. I hate this life I'm living right now. Modern civilisation is a joke and I hate it. I don't belong in this time. This world of cars, credit cards, global business, computers, compulsary education, washing mechines and TV. It's not mine and I hate it. Fuck college. I'll do it if I want and I won't be forced into it. These global orders make me sick. A good intention died with a silent bribe and a sheepish leader. There are few warriors left. There are few men left. Real men. I try every day not be crippled by fear of everything. Every day my fear is less and I am closer to finding me. I ponder on my own life and the lives of others. I have few friends and more time to think. Not nessesarily good, but I have time to resolve things.

This is the only story I have for you. My life.

I love you Jon.

Ronan.