Last night I was
confronted by a situation that really made me loose all faith
in humanity (like I had a hole lot to start out with). A confrontation
last night brought me to some true to life realisations about
myself and the world around me. It's no wonder some people just
lock themselves in and fear the world that surrounds them.
Throughout this
website life I have conveyed the message of live and let live,
talked about our individual journeys and the places they may take
us, and tried to support and instil a theme of live and let live.
Now, I know that I can't reach everyone, and this disappoints
me, but I would like to think that I am at least reaching a few
out there (and hopefully more than the woman from my "a reply"
edition).
Last night I faced
a man in a desperate situation. He had gotten in to some shit
about owing some money to someone and showed up to one of my friends
houses. Hyped on drugs and left with a feeling of no way out;
things escalated, and I wound up pushing him out the door, and
locking it behind him. "That's not bad" you may say,
but at this point this individual proceeded to punch out two of
my friends windows. What an asshole!!! I remained calm and had
my friend call the cops.
The 5 to 10 minutes
prior to the situation exploding, I had never even seen this person.
As much as I love a good victim every now and then (and believe
me this guy had victim written all over him); I am not stupid
enough to go toe to toe with someone while they are under the
influence of narcotics (side note: while under the influence of
some drugs, i.e. the ones this guy must have been on, people can
exhibit great strength and can basically feel no pain). Had I
chosen to continue in the confrontation I am pretty sure one of
us would have wound up over the 2nd story balcony (ego side note:
I don't fly; but I planed on finding out if he did).
These are the choices
that this website embodies. Faced with that choice I put aside
the rage that filled me and chose merely to lock the door and
move on. Had I given in to the Neanderthal urges filling me at
that time, I am sure the words, "God why did I do that, man
I am so fucked; what was that officer," and "you have
big hands to be the body cavity search guy" would be passing
through my lips at the very moment I am writing you all.
People piss me
off (and I know that is like the main theme of this site). Given
the same choices this guy chose to rant and rave, endanger others,
destroy other peoples property, and show his true respect for
his fellow man (once again, what an asshole).
Here comes the
Rambling: all you fuck sticks out there, sitting around bitching
about pour me, why me, and why can't I just catch a break; I have
a simple philosophy for you. you are what surrounds you. Surrounding
yourself with degenerates and dopers leads to drama that is unpredictable,
and at the very least, is a huge pain in the ass.
I try not to be
in these situations (and I like to think I have done a pretty
good job of doing that up till now).
All of my teachings
and guidance (and I can tell you me friends know I always have
something to spew off) cannot save the huddled masses, if they
refuse to listen.
Every experience,
from going to the mail box to stupid crap like this, changes you;
makes you a little different person. I have relearned an important
lesson today, and from here, I will rebuild my world, again.
Peace be with you
my brotheran, and feel the good will and wishes of Yotamaster
follow you through your journey.
