paper castles

i surround myself with incompetent people because i'm quite understanding of their flaws. at times, i identify with their failings and i recognize the beauty of humanity as imperfect beings trying to find the best in the worst of everything.

but i wouldn't trust myself with them.

at times that i'm too dumb to do so, i suffer the consequences. that's when compassion stops and natural selection ought to take its course.

i'm an ardent believer in meting punishments. cruelly, when necessary. for all my kindness towards the downtrodden, i'm not christly to let their suffering contaminate mine. virtually every soul i keep outside my wall. the moment i decide to associate closely with anyone, the margin for error shoots way up to the point of inhumane. i recognize that it's a function of me being too hard on myself. by extension, i will be hard on those whom i decide to be worth my life. i'm already damaged as it is, i can't afford to be burdened by snakes that pull me down and negate all of the progress i've worked so hard for. we lift each other or we have no business together.

sometimes it's the luck of the draw. i must admit, i'm more lucky than i am deserving.

but that doesn't mean i can be too careless with letting pieces of shit litter my life.

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