Last couple of posts have been short, so I figured I would entertain you all with a substantial longer post. Do you ever get this feeling that the Person, the Entity, the God, the One who Pulls the Strings is a masochist? I don't know anything anymore. I have almost exhausted all prospects of my life being controlled by fate, luck, or destiny. I seriously hope that my destiny is the one that gets talked about at all the Higher Being conventions "Hey G, look how much I can fuck with this guy's life"
I guess part of the question boils down too: Am I a bad person? Do I deserve what I am being served? I'm a complex person, and I am not the first person to come to that line of thinking. On the exterior I am very polite, a nice guy, etc. I remain confident that this is not a front: I am not a Dr. Evil, or a Dr. Wiley, or some other maniac plotting for world domination. Are all my misfortunes due to the times that I have lied, judged others, or is it something else? Is it possibly that the Once Me's actions determine my present status the basics of Karma. It is a very difficult and philisophical question to ask, and alas I am not one to answer it.
Do good things lie in my future, so I look forward to them, or should I learn to find contentness in my sordid state of affairs?
Words of encouragement would be greatly appreciated, any negative comments will not. THIS MEANS YOU Mr. "MAYBE YOU'LL DIE"
