Wasting Time
We ride this planet for one reason: to live our lives the best we can. But we don’t treat others fair or decent. We act like wolves, not like humans. How did life become a contest? Why can’t we learn we’re all the same – spinning through this endless vastness, trying to keep breathing, trying to keep sane. There is no past, there is no future. This fucked up now is all we got. Why don’t we try to do things right? Why don’t we live life like the precious gift it is? Why are we wasting time? How much money does a person need? When does too much become greed? When there are those who live on nothing, how can we let that go on? What about the ones that rape the planet, strip and defecate and – dammit, why is this allowed to happen? Where is our common sense? There is no past, there is no future. This fucked up now is all we got. Why don’t we try to do things right? Why don’t we live life like the precious gift it is? Why are we wasting time? We sure don’t need more politicians . . . there must be some other way to find the ones to make decisions that we can trust not to betray us. The old ways no longer function, we must explore some different paths. Poke around, maybe take some chances, what’s going on is not where it’s at. There is no past, there is no future. This fucked up now is all we got. Why don’t we try to do things right? Why don’t we live life like the precious gift it is? Why are we wasting time?
