"It has been days since I first saw the movie Into The Wild, and the true story of Christopher McCandless, and his journey into this world. He gave up the sin of money and greed. So I took a walk yesterday (Sunday Jan 31, 2011) and I started to think, what if I just disappeared from my world? What if I destroyed all of my identification and fell off the face of the earth? At this point in my life I feel a lot like McCandless, or Alexander Super-tramp. I am so sick to my stomach of being let down. I am so tired of waking and praying for my mother to be healthy for once in my life, but she never is, and it's killing me slowly. I am sick of people with all of there money, so stuck up, so angry. This world is the Devil's, and he walks in it. I hate saying this when I am trying my hardest to look for the hope, to trust, and to find Love. It hurts to see everything around me crumble to the ground once again, and have no control to try to stop. I am my sorrow! I thought I was happy, but as life continues on the more bad things happen to me, and my heart can't stop being crushed by the people I care about so much. Don't worry readers I am not going to fall off the face of the earth, it's just a what if. I know at one point in my life maybe in 2009 this would have been a great idea. I mean I was all by myself, my mother was in NY, my sister was busy with her family, and my step-father was always working. I dropped out of college, and I lost my job. It was the perfect time for me to get all of me out of the mess, but the Devil had better plans for me, or was it God? He put this girl in my life, and what I didn't know that she was going to kill me, and walk away with no feeling. It makes me sad that I am thinking about running away, giving up on humanity to live out in the wild, but how would this prove my point. I mean McCandless did this, and wanted to get away from all of this sin, and what did they do, they made a book out of it, and sold millions, they made a movie out of it, and made millions, all for what? Greed? They turned his life into a story, and of course it was sad how he dead, but as humans we still don't understand the errors of our ways, and it's really sad."
rain falls from the blackness in the sky, the water soaks the earth. here we stay a float, but slowly we are drowning. the mud grabs us by the ankles, pulling us into the ground. everyday is a struggle to move. With all of these days, we carry out this weight, walking closer to the pavement. we tippy toe across the marsh, crashing faster each time. crushed to our knees, our hearts slow to a beat. we question our strength, savoring every last drop, like the very last scotch. and at the end of the day, when the moon covers the view. your soft hand pressures, then squeeze’s these muscles and slowly cracks the bones, you push down upon me, I pray you don’t break me. With all the pain and agony, we continue to push forward, but we question our lives, always struggling to stand up straight. fearing our inevitable fate. carrying this horrible weight. Note; In all honesty this is about the world and the struggle to live, have faith in God, but the weight some t...
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