Observation

I refuse to ever be in a contrived relationship. It seems like most of what I'm seeing are fake relationships, forced smiles, engrossing affairs, and it all comes off false to me. I know it is difficult for two humans to embody a noble and honest relationship as a representation of the highest virtues, but seeing the absence of it actually brings me a dosage of misery. The way people treat one another in this false sense of love is so ridiculous and "contrite" that I wonder why there are not more people venturing into the "single" life. Why does the single life have to be demeaned so often? Maybe I really don't want to be in a relationship. Have I looked as though I'm heart pressed to be in one?

I know people have a need for love; then again I don't understand it because I'm fine. I have friends and I have myself. I like bringing in romance for me whether a spontaneous trip or creating a balanced structure so that I can survive another week, month, or twenty years. We seem so infatuated with the idea of love, but I don't think we take the time for it to be refined. We want it, but can we afford it? I'm tired of affairs, games, and abuse. I hate it intensely and no one seems to stand for these people. We just keep looking at fantasy and hoping that we'll be entwined in such wonderland; when it comes to reality however, the idea of everlasting commitment and strife is more than most people can bear. Dying, old age, wrinkles, fat, mis-apportioned, disease, rotting flesh... when do people face that this is where we are headed as finite beings?

I can't stand people's carelessness with relationships. If we were more careful, if we had more respect, maybe there would be less senseless sex and less abortions, or maybe even less people when we're trying to cram humankind into every crevice of the known planet. Maybe if we took a stand for authentic relationships people would respect it more and we'd have less people opting for singularity.

I've held babies who were left in trash cans. I think there is a reality to what I'm saying... we don't know how to appreciate people. It's all a game, women and men are targets for sexual appetites; a flood of emotional warfare is being constrained by walled fences and constant smiley faces. Did you know we are in a war? That someone is dying for your country? That blood covers this earth at every turn? But no, my generation is lost to selfish endeavors, to claiming love as though everyone deserves it anyway they want and for as long as they want. We're heartless monsters who think we eternally own the world.