Is compassion possible? Is emotions and love
really stands by its own?
Well, you might give it the answer of the
billions others ,not realising what you all have become .
I like that named company cause they have huge fund
dedicated to charity , nice art work , special babies or some medical research
. I like this guy and he even gave up his high post and education and started
doing cooking shows, he has followed his passions and prefers it to be his job.
What a lucky hard working chap. I wonder how he is in bed. Wait let me think positive,
he didn’t want his regular job hinders his passion into art. So, he decided to
dedicate a full time for the sake of his passion and make money out of it?
No my guys , the passion / love don’t stand by
its own . The effort spent Away has to be rewarding, paid off, or (karmatised ).
These cliché’s always amazed me and I find this globe the most entertaining. All
living things thrive on own survival and to be awarded. Love of god promises
heaven and utopian life. Love of sons those who have good potential to carry
the elders’ legacy. Love of a husband, cause he provides shelter and she doesn’t
need to work . love of a wife , cause she is a trusted maid that can give up
and down job . finally , love of life cause is rewarding with bullocks human say
.
Proven that energy can't be created or destroyed .Oh wait, in thermodynamic;
heat transfers through materials and replaces its positions with lower temp feelings.
Thus, if it’s not replaced with another heat or energy, it dies. This is the
nature of give and take. We are living
in a big dispenser coin machine, and we are like stuff toys can’t be given with
nothing in return . All compassion and love are expecting a return, a materialised
return. I love him because he will make me bigger, will make me fabulous and
put a ring in my finger.
I gave him a coin, I wasn’t expecting anything,
but I believe in karma. Really? That’s what homo-sapiens concluded of millions
of years of evolution? That what our hunters and naked Erectus ancestors survived
for us for. I think everything could be measure in relations e.g., bad and good,
and negative and positive , but idiocy, I’m working to make it measured
by units.
In anti-oedipus , Gilles Deleuze and Félix
Guattari descripes human as a collective machines that has desire
machines everywhere . Only these we could fulfil just in order to happiness and
resuming this fake mind-set world and hypocrite rules. Therefore, I drink
and reach the fulfilment every time by losing my mind to be in your fucking
status .
Conclusioni
Call me names or diseases, but everything feeling
is fake and all of that is a good innovation of human balls’ sack thinking.
Hugs to everyone even who stabbed me .
PS. I know some words is my invention , that wont provoke your dirty pants .
