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Termyn8or -> RE: are you old? (5/24/2011 3:25:13 AM)
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You people ain't shit. I might only be fifty but I lived three times as fast and I have the record to prove it. (and that's only the shit that went bad)
Let's take half of that fifty years. The part of me that is twentyfive, you know the half that is afterwards ? All the things I haven't done since :
Beat the living shit out of some punk who thought he was bad.
Thrown a refrigerator at my Dad.
Reported a car stolen when it really wasn't.
Broke a nice guitar in half (I said a nice guitar)
Burned something to the ground.
Fuck, and not only not remember her name, not even remember what she looked like.
Spent an entire month high on drugs.
Laughed about wrecking a car.
Laughed about death, a real one, at the funeral.
Thrown money on the floor to watch people scramble for it like dogs.
Told anyone that I love them.
Chosen to die for pride. (I know why it is considered a "deadly" sin, didn't actually die though. Sorry)
Shot a television with a machine gun.
Really I am old. But right now I am not getting older, I am getting younger. My health is coming back and I can see. I know now what I didn't know then. If the indications are right I got a good crack at another twenty good years. Remember retirement doesn't mean shit to me. I'll do something.
Right now I am involved in two new ventures, hey one is even pefectly legal ! I'm getting back into the game, older and wiser. My retirement should be secure. If this doesn't work that might, and if not something else will eventually. I am not fistfucking around here. Actually, though I tell the gov to fuck off I do respect real Law, and in each case I am bound by a non-disclosure agreement. We are talking patents baby, and if I get a dime each out of twenty million people.......... With any luck at all I can quit my day job next year. Literally.
I am not what I was 25 years ago, but I was pretty much made out of granite. (maybe I'm cracked) I am coming back. I've already had two childhoods. Even my bedroom games were extremely damgerous. Everything about my life was danger, I craved it. I almost wanted something to happen. I could've been a drama King !
But now if I can restore my former abilities best I can, and now walk avoiding the pitfalls of youth, what do you think could happen ? And understand this, as much as I feel good and optimisic about the future right now, I would still risk my life on principle or, perhaps a silly notion. That is part of my being.
I haven't really wanted to be alive for fifty fucking years, it's not going to stop me now lol. Fuck I don't care. And not caring makes me able to care. Who says you only go round once ? Show me that person.
T^T
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