The Troooooof (and other maniacal ravings & mental ramblings)

I’m at a moment place in my life where truth, honesty and respect mean more to me than any material item or tangible possession. I’m suddenly in a struggle with myself to search and find the truth that lies within almost every thing I come across…Most recently myself or in a more specific realm; my heart. I’m no longer at ease after all…and I’ll use this whole (blog) apparatus as a means to put my societal (and now personal) ills to rest.

Already this blog is taking a direction that I had not intended for it to go in such a short time (Hell, I never meant for this to be about me). This was originally supposed to about my views (or rather outrage) on current events but instead it’s taken an acute left turn to the (much hidden) personal side of yours truly. Just how far and how personal I go will totally depend on my ability to keep alcohol and pain at bay when I feel the urge to write.

*SWITCH*

I suddenly believe that I have a gift of being generally general (yet all the while being thoroughly complex) . The people I refer to on here will know that I’m talking about them without the world as a whole, knowing about it. I have an knack for beating around the bush while scaring the snake from under it, if you will. I hold that ability key and dear to my heart while at the same time wishing that it was much easier to just name individual names and be specific but, alas this is the day and age of law suits built around libel and slander and being that I am relatively broke in all aspects of the term, I’ll just give nicknames to everyone in order to protect the “guilty”. Also, since I’m in a search for the truth and because there’s two sides to every story, my side might very well be rooted in opinion and not actual facts so keep that in mind should I scribe anything that might be deemed personal. My opinions until readily refuted and disproven are here on out “my facts” [I mean this is MY blog after all]

*SWITCH*

Once a w(HO)re always a w(HO)re

(this in itself could and should be a longer & independent entry but I am lazy so either read it or forget that it exists)

You ever not feel 100% sure about someone? Like you know that on a surface level that they are a great and genuine person but there is a gut or rather instinctual feeling in your head that there is a lot more to them than meets the eye. I have a way of finding out a person's past and then {not so} sub-consciously holding it against them. I am not a saint by any means and have my own fair share of issues and past problems but I judge and often times, I do it, rightfully so. But damn, if I am not trying to change my way of thinking but it’s hard especially when someone’s past is just a Google search away. And there’s so much info about this person that it’s easily to misinterpret a lot of it especially when there are pictures involved…but damn, if I just don’t want to stop fucking with them on that very surface level that I befriended them on based on what I have been able to search and find. Perhaps, I should just confront ask and see what answer I get and draw my conclusions on both the info I searched and the info I was given as a response to my inquiries.

Is life really this difficult or am I just living it too simplistic and seemingly going against the grain and not understanding the convenience of siding with the masses?