Well, okay, not a rant per say but a huuuuuuuuuuge melodramatic brainfart.
'brainfart' being the operative word.
It seems that everywhere I have my darty eyes look or poke my ears at I see or hear breeding.
Yes, breeding. You heard me!
No, not the 'Unh-unh-oh-unhhhhhh,' you dirty little bastards!
The comics I read show a large amount of (and failure in) pairing/coupling and half of the people I know (even the deviants -- I say this in the most liberal and loving manner) are already attached (less than more respectfully) and about a portion of those want to gauge their eyes out. Out of that portion, about a tenth still want to have the other's babies. Out of the half mentioned earlier, about 5 percent are already married. Oh my Spaghetti.
I. Don't. Get. It.
- Captain Obvious.
The world's being rather uncooperative on that front.
Here I am trying to be completely wholesome being alone and lo, the lovely planet throws me a poon and a period cycle. For the record, the menstrual cycle is a sin to goodwill and adoration towards the human race. If women ruled the world, we'd have to sacrifice a small country every month unless we get into a bitch-fight with someone else.
But back to the matter at hand. This thing that people do. It's merely to propogate the species is it not?
Have more babies, feul the market for the next generation.
Breeding more consumerists since BC
Bring more people into overly indecent excuses for religion -- gonna get some lip for this line, I'm sure.
Is that the whole point of courtship? Are you all, yes just ALL OF YOU and not me, bearing the cross of illusions towards the flighty feeling you all, yes, you again, call love?
Love doesn't exist, okay? As much as you or the next person would fight for it: It. Doesn't. Freaking. EXIST. Then you ask why I'm so adherent to fighting about something that I claim to not exist? Because you guys think it does. I am here for the rebuttal.
And then to that soulmate crap? Who the hell came up with that lump of bull? I'm not trying to insult Audumla or any other heiferesque deity by the way, it just seems that a hopeless romantic just took over conscious thought and tried to make it into happy, fuzzy boo-boo land. If there were such things as soulmates, there wouldn't be huge bouts of "loooooooonelyyyyyyyyy, so very looooooooneeeeeeeeeeeelyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy," everywhere so often. People. Get a hold of yourselves.
I don't feel bad for people who cry over their alleged broken hearts. Things go sour, we move on. That's how things work in this crazy little planet we call Earth. Don't linger like that Bradshaw woman, instead, move on like Samantha (the women from Sex and the City).
I don't wish to reproduce either but the errant thought does cross my mind:
If I had children
what were their names, (Loki, Kali, Hades and Osiris)
Who would be godparents, (Mo and Cynnamartyr! definitely!!!)
Who likes to play games?
If I had children
would I be good
Would I treat them right?
And not staple them to wood?
If I had children,
I highly doubt it.
Seeing as I feel like wringing
the necks of every one of those noisy, belligerent tits.
So I have no mothering instincts. I assume that at a given age and with sufficient funds, I shall get my tubes tied as a safeguard. And there we go, the life I live is purely for me. Selfish I know but I do have parents I'd like to support when they get all fogey-fart on me and we all know children take a hefty sum off your paycheck. Woe when that day comes. Woe...
3 comments:
huhu. someone's fumed.
love exists la. the feeling's there, just like anger, sadness, loneliness, guilt etc. you may not be able to see it blatantly on a person's face (or maybe you can) but it's there. you may not be able to see what's deep inside people's hearts/minds, but you can surely tell from the effects of these emotions - eg. the concern you feel when ppl get hurt from love, suicide bombing from anger, suicide by sadness, writing emo poetry by loneliness, apologising for guilt.
so love, as an emotion, is a very valid concept. the thing is, love encompasses a lot of things. you can love a person romantically or as a friend or as a family member or as a celebrity/idol or whatever. you can also love an object, a place, an idea, an event, whatever.
for me i think this post screams out that you don't want to have children, you want the freedom of living without them. i say, if that's what you really want, and you're determined to not have it any other way, then go for it.
*grin* i believe in the concept of soulmate. i may not know who the person is, but i'm pretty sure he's out there somewhere. maybe i'm just being a hopeful/hopeless romantic. but i agree, in this day+age you might have to do some trial-and-erroring, but sometimes that's what you gotta do.
as a (possible) logical explanation of the social environment's need to force down pregnancy+motherhood down women's throats is the chance that when you're older you may want your (grown) children to take care of you and/or your spouse. perhaps this is the practical way of looking at it i guess. but if you've pretty much planned out your old age affairs (oh puns! :D) then this doesn't have to apply to you.
to be brutally honest tho i think you'll make a verrrry interesting mother... "kids! shut up! i'm writing my blog and i can't concentrate! leave mummy alone, go outside! *drooling kids hug your legs in defiance*" lol. XD
2 senku yg terlebih pnjg la pulak.
and sorry for the terribly unorganised essayness of a response to this note -_-
huhu. i tak marah at all la.
i understand your anger tho. *rubs your back* sabar k? some ppl are just annoying that way
:)
but i think this rant is a reaction to self inflicted stuff... hahahaha... you know how ideas pop into your head and then you have to actually shake it out with vigour until you get a headache?
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