How many times do we gotta go through this.
Every fucking week, it’s another fucking shooting.
I’m sick of it.
I’m sick of this shit.
I’m sick of the hatred and division that stems from this shit.
I’m sick of the hatred and division that causes this shit.
These shootings are treated like national fucking spectacles.
They’re in the news for one minute, and then they’re forgotten.
This shit reminds me of the Spongebob meme with that blue fish,
The one that says “How many times do we have to teach you this lesson.”
How many times do we have to go through these fucking shootings before the country takes this shit seriously?
The callousness, carelessness, apathy, and disregard for the victims involved.
And don’t get me started on the fucking conspiracy theories that surround these mass shootings,
Calling them false fucking flags and stupid shit like that
Or saying that the victims were just crisis actors.
Like what the fuck?
Who the fuck in their right mind would fake something like that?
And if these shootings happen every single week, it seems,
Does it mean all of them are fake?
If that’s the case,
Then that would be some real elaborate and convoluted shit.
The simpler explanation is that this country is full of hatred.
Hatred is perpetuated in media and TV.
Violence is glorified in both fiction and nonfiction.
Division is sowed throughout all aspects of our lives.
Fear is distilled by pundits and leaders.
That shit is perpetuated in the news and mainstream.
We are told to view others as the enemy.
We are told that others are the cause of our problems.
We are told to be scared of others instead of care for others.
All of this hate and negativity fuels this country and sends it onto a dark path.
As you can tell from this post, I’m angry.
I think the excessive amount of swear words in this post is a good indication of that.
I am angry.
I am angry that people keep dying.
I am angry that division and hatred in this country seems to only get worse.
I am angry that our leaders don’t do jack shit for us, which only allows things to fester and get worse.
I am angry about all the things that can be done for the people that haven’t
And I am angry about all the things that are being done to the people that shouldn’t.
But I am also sad.
I am sad that things just seem to get worse.
As some of you who follow this blog have noticed,
I haven’t posted for over a year.
I needed a lot of space and time to decompress.
It just became too much trying to figure out topics to come up with on my blog,
And paying too much attention to the news just got depressing,
So I stepped away for a bit.
But this recent mass shooting motivated me to get back into writing.
It motivated me to write this.
What is this?
I don’t know.
A poem?
A vent?
A mix of both?
A motivational post?
Maybe.
But how is this motivational if it’s only me venting most of the time?
Well, the motivational part comes in now.
No matter how bad things may be, don’t give up hope.
No matter how bad things get, things can get better.
Even if you don’t believe they will you have to remain positive.
Don’t let the hate and negativity get you down.
This world is hectic.
This world is chaotic.
But in the chaos, you can find a sense of order,
A sense of happiness,
A sense of peace.
How?
I don’t know.
That’s honestly up to you.
Whatever makes you happy,
Whatever brings you joy,
Focus on that.
And if there are people who make you happy,
Keep those people.
In short,
This life is short,
So don’t focus too much on the hatred and negativity.
Try not to let it get you down.
Do what makes you happy,
And most of all, don’t hurt others.
Don’t put down others.
People, for the most part, want to live their lives the best they can.
We all want happiness and success and to be something.
We all have goals and dreams and ambitions.
Some people may not be good people.
Some people may want to hurt others and only look out for themselves.
But most people are not like that,
At least I don’t think so, anyways.
Most people are just trying to get by the best they can in the only ways they themselves know how to.
We all have our own lives.
We all have our own paths.
Sometimes those paths intersect.
Sometimes they don’t.
Whatever the case, don’t let people put you down.









