I'm nervous about our future. Our present, really. What if this is what we're all meant for? What if all the innocents of the world are meant to be corrupted and then destroyed?
That can't be right, can it? Seriously... can it??? Is it possible that this is the end of the world? I don't believe so, but if we're going to keep going at this rate, maybe we'll be lucky to all go up to Heaven together instead of suffering anymore of this insanity.
I'm not trying to sound scary or profound.. I'm just typing what comes out of my brain as fast as I can keep up with it.
Children are our hope. They are our innocence. They are the clay that we adults use to mold our futures... just the way we want it.
We are the sculptors, that shape our children into what we want for our future, right?
It's all in our hands, and we keep blowing it.
These kids that decide to shoot up schools, movie theaters, etc.. They didn't "just snap".. they planned their work..
These fucking dirtbags knew just what they were doing.
Hey Moms, wake up! Your kid is a psychopath! yes, yes you did know that... that's why he didn't come down to dinner or down to the livingroom, ever.. you know when your kid isn't right.
I'm sorry.. I know I'm not right, right now writing these things. But I'm mad. REALLY mad! I don't want to have to worry that my kids are going to have to learn drills at school to hide incase a gunman shows up.
Done. I'm just done.
Ya know, I hear ya. You gotta know if there is something wrong with your kid...but we are so closed off from one another in America. We are all buttoned up in our houses each night. We are so damn insistent about our privacy. And we make so many rules and laws that it's prohibitive, at the least, for a teacher to suggest that hey, your kid seems a little off, or, hey, this concerns me...so much for the village. I really think there is something wrong with this country's moral foundations...but try fighting that war...it's like we grow up believing that hey, nobody is gonna tell me what to do...you can't touch me...I mean, I am guilty of it. My friends' parents could all screw off. I wasn't listening to them...I dunno, a few too many things get twisted about an individual, and if circumstances are right, you got a lethal freak on your hands...
ReplyDeleteDo not lose hope. You sound like someone who is really with it and intends to persevere...I think I know you a wee bit from your blogs. I think you'll see through your bad mood and start looking for ways to make improvements in your life. God knows, we all hafta push through this frightening haze. My imagination is scaring me and really sapping my hope. I gotta get this shit on a timer ....