Begging for Smiles

So today I'm coming to the realization that intellectual prowess is just like any other activity you'll run into in life; practice makes perfect.  Lately, I've been sucking really bad at this.  I'm not sure why.  It was as if recently, something in my head clicked, and everything I had done to build up my knowledge in this world had accidentally turned me into a giant dickhead.  That just didn't fit the script as I felt that the only natural consequence of the examined life was tranquility.  Yet here I was telling other people that their opinions and hopes and dreams were total bullshit because they were built on a fucking foundation of lies. 

That is obviously no way to address a fellow human being in the modern world.  To be frank, looking back and reading certain previous posts in this blog makes me laugh at the complete delusional supremacy that I was experiencing.  Does that mean that I necessarily disagree now with all that I had previously felt so vehemently about?  Hardly.  However it does signify a moment of clarity in my life; we little humans are undoubtedly the permanent focal point of our own existences, and those existences are utterly pitiful in scale as compared to what we think of as "existence" generally.

That being said, good luck ENJOYING YOUR OWN LIFE WHILE AVOIDING BEING AN ASSHOLE AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE.  That is essentially my new creed.  Speaking for others who aren't asking to be spoken for is just fucking stupid, and I feel like myself and those of like-minded character have done that for a bit now.  So if eyes ever are struck by a screen's light emissions, and the words of The Philosurfer Manifesto are carved into your oculars, know that I speak for not you but me.  I can no longer carry the burden of trying to please any of you, because it is quite a difficult task with only residual benefits.

Is there a diamond in this rough?  Some hope in this despair?  Order in this chaos?  If there is any sort of value into this experience between you (the reader) and I (the obsessive compulsive narcissistic author), I hope that it starts with a chuckle and ends with a smile.  Do not take this shit at all serious, because that would be a humongous waste of time.  And by "this shit," I mean to say yours and my life.  Plus, please don't be upset for all the cursing that goes on in this little space; I know that it "makes you sound less intelligent," but fuck that fucking illogical horseshit.

Fuck, as we all are plenty aware by now, is not only one of the most versatile words in the English language, but it is also one of the most beautiful.  We all know we love to say fuck.  In fact, when George Carlin was asked what his favorite word in the English language was, he responded with "motherfucker."  I have to agree that it does roll of the tongue quite nicely.

So please, smile for me motherfucker.  :)    


(Here is a picture of my kitty... hope it helps.)