Destined to witness the
Abolition of the values of
Sooner than imagined.
Honestly, I feel a bit cheated by society. I never really grew up in a time of even comparative modesty, morale, or values. My time never portrayed itself as pure or wholesome. My time is about chaos and all sorts of silly, simple things that allow us humans to achieve instant gratification and long-term misery.
My time is one of divorce, of promiscuity, of television documenting anything and dramatizing whatever they could not find; My time is one with all the evils of prior generations brought to the surface and made worse with the help of the "global village;" my time is one that could bring about great change but refuses to due to complacency.
My time sickens me.. And tonight, I feel as if I have no friends. Except Jesus. Which is better than even the best of friends.. But still leaves a little to be wanted.
Fridays remind me, always, of the problems I face.. And the dangers and difficulties in even trying to solve them. Fridays remind me of family tension, drugs, alcohol, isolation, money issues, and conflict; Fridays remind me of withered dreams and half-done projects.