Such vicious little beasts we are. What a vile breed mankind truly is. What other way could it possibly be though? We are pocked with ugliness to give us that special flavor. Take substance for example. Not the material concept of substance, like something of weight, but rather the intoxicating mix of chemicals and compounds that fuel our wildest dreams and haunt our gloomiest nights. I try to resist the primal urges to dowse myself in any and all mind
altering/inhibiting/expanding/connecting/blowing substances but I find the alternative so boring. Why is life so typically droll? Whose idea was it to make all the harmful elements the most fun to enjoy?

Alcohol is the devil with the nicest labels and advertising you've ever seen. How many times have we told ourselves that we're done, we've had enough, time to put the cork on it for good? But it's never for good is it. It never is for me. I believe that we've spent so much of our early life trying to fit in to this little mold thats been cut out for us. The mold is a tight fit and we have to stuff all our being into it to make the people who monitor us happy. After twenty-odd years of that we will find any excuse to force an uncontrollable craziness upon ourselves. That's the beauty of substance. We get to experience insanity and guess what? It only lasts 1-17 hours depending on what you take. What a beautiful thing. Some of the most colorful moments of my life have been fueled by an absolute disregard for sanity. Usually backed up by a strong soaking of liquor or a pleasant sampling of drugs. That's the beauty and the horror of it. It sure is a fun ride...but it's one of the hardest rides to get off. To stay away from. No matter how bad it gets, how scary, it never outweighs the good times, the crazy trips, the hysterical laughter. Am I right?

Such vicious little beasts we are. What a vile breed mankind truly is.

Labels: humans, rantings, substances