Gentle rain...

Oh the liberation of realising no one cares about you, they don't even think about you, all they and I care about is the shenanigans WE face. As the song says 'No one loves nobody'. You are on your own and always were, the sooner you realise this fact the sooner you will be free of the vain hope of impressing people or getting them to give a flying fuck about you, they don't. So stop trying to do the right thing, because it's ultimately self-serving you only do it to have a sense of holiness, ain't nothing holy. And don't attempt to not be holy that's more self serving nonsense. it's a paradox and truly intelligent people have learned not to be disturbed about paradox. The only reason you feel deeply for other people at all is because you replace them with yourself. It's YOU you care about. You see yourself, you project yourself onto others and that's your pain you want to stop. Your own suffering! Truth be told, that other person's suffering IS you suffering, there is only one awareness in this universe, and that awareness is the same one looking through my eyes and yours. Anyway no one gives a jack shit about you or me, they care about themselves so free yourself from seeking their approval, it ain't worth a crap, and their opinion less, live to please yourself, to form your own opinion about things, and be true to yourself, because no one else gives a fuck. Be authentic toward yourself you know you ain't anything like the person any other person thinks you are, you are a complete stranger to even your closest friends and family! Only you know you, look at yourself with complete honesty, and accept you are part saint and part sinner just like everyone else, that's nothing to be ashamed of, after all shame is thinking you fall short of others expectations but remember they don't care about you, they don't even know you exist! Maybe you'd like nothing better than to fuck a ten year old boy, I know I would, or a fifteen, sixteen or seventeen year old youth, because that's more dignified and a ten year old or younger is just a child and anyway you're not even attracted to boys that young are you? I'm so hot for them, oh so hot for them and you're stone cold. I see them on the TV and some of them make me tear up and call them 'baby' 'darling', or some other term of endearment. I not only want to fuck them, I want to love them and comfort them, which might be a paradox but then you are a truly intelligent person and can live with paradox. I just want a roll in the hay, get intimate with a boy, he'd enjoy the hell out of it too, naked and curious, and his skin! And our laughter, our desire, his arsehole, his hairlessness and his breath! Dreams are free. Dreams are good, and masturbation is way underrated! I can keep it up for hours. Remember I don't care about you, and your opinion is like gentle rain, no matter what it may be.