Meh, I don’t think it was meant like that, per a posting today. Said out of present frustrations perhaps.

I’ve come to the conclusion that life is just a series of collisions. Sure, you can chart your way across life and you should hopefully, and you may just make it to that planned destination after all is said and done. One big shit stained asteroid out of nowhere, be it a stranger, place, disease, pharmaceutical, nigger, spic , jew, politician, bullet, flood, fire and other Acts of God, rabid animal, loose rock, misstep, lover, child, brother sister, parent, cop, lawyer, judge, banker, loan officer, financial advisor, teacher, professor, mentor, priest, counselor, etc., etc., etc. Any one of those things can fuk your shit right up in unimaginable ways. The inverse is that any one of those things can boost you further than you ever imagined. Deserved or undeserved. Some get hit with the shit stained asteroid field one after another after another. Some get hit with golden asteroid fields that propel them towards nothing but good. Sometimes, if not most times it really is just luck, one way or the other.

We’ve all seen people who did everything possible right and get fed shit sandwiches over and over. We’ve all seen shit bag dumb ass people come out on top for no good damn reason at all. Everything in between as well. Fortunately and unfortunately, what collisions happen along the way will determine as much of an outcome to ones life as any planning or intellect.

When asked what the song American Pie meant Don McClean said it meant he’d never have to work again. Who’s to say an asteroid of a nigger won’t ever come up behind him and put a cap in the back of his head. Anything can happen at any time anywhere. Yes, fables are good to learn by and for some jewish reason are sadly and regretfully not taught anymore because they can enhance ones trajectory, but many don’t always tell in the end it’s all really just a crap shoot when it comes down to it and know, win, lose or draw you’re gonna be play’n in a field of unknowable collisions.

I’m not vilifying him. And it was kind of a tongue-in-cheek remark. But to think that I could takeoff work for a few months is an insane notion. Just kind of jealous