Myriad

Working, as I do now, I find my life has changed in a manner that does not sit well with me. I have become, for lack of a better phrase, part of the machine.

Doubtless some of you may feel I'm exaggerating. Making an issue out of nothing. I know that at least some of you will be saying to yourselves, "Jesus-ass-raping-christ. Shut the fuck up, you fucking pussy."

Yes I know all that.

I know that simply owning more than one pair of shoes makes me better off than more than half the planet. But you know what folks, generally speaking, the rest of the planet has sweet fuck all to do with the way I live.

Human beings are selfish creatures.

When we help others it's because it makes us feel better, or puts us in people's good graces. Every motive is ultimately selfish.

"I'm being good in this life so I can have paradise in the next."

Well the only paradise is the one we create. Selfishness can work as a positive. I want friends and influence and love and sex. So I act like a good little boy and chew with my mouth shut and laugh at the boss' shitty jokes.

I open the door for you 'cause I wanna eat your pussy. I say please and thank you because I don't need any extra people pissed at me or thinking I'm an arsehole. I help the poor because... well I don't help the poor, but if I did it would be for the tax benefits and to make myself appear to be kind and stuff.

And you know what, I am kind and loving and warm. But I'm still selfish, just like all the rest of you. And in my selfishness I declare that working 9 to 5 is the fucking worst, worst thing I have ever done.

# posted by Sariel Thrawn @ 9:10 pm