It's been a while since I've decided to write something properly.
There's probably an exceptionally good reason for this that'll be revealed in a few sentences' time when I go off the rails and start blithely chuntering about things that don't relate to anything in an overly descriptive way, butchering the English language like some sort of linguistic blender with a lid long lost and an owner not particularly concerned with how messy his kitchen will get as a result. His kitchen of words.
Oh crap, less than a paragraph and I've already done it.
If you're reading this you more than likely know who I am and my current condition. Congratulations! You succesfully know more about me than I do! Regardless, from what I've gathered, I'm an IT tech who resents computers, currently unemployed for god knows how long and hating every minute of it, and currently in the process of throwing his CV into the murky sea of employment only to see it sink without a trace. You know, that old chestnut.
If there is any good in this world I'll refrain from writing directly about myself too often because god knows I get enough of me on a day-to-day basis. Nobody needs to know about my own personal problems when they have all of theirs to deal with as well.
Even if this all sounds a little self deprecating, I know everything will turn out alright in the end. It always does, doesn't it?
While we're on the subject of self deprecation, we'll look at the meat of this entry, the real reason we're here, the big kahuna: I can't help but be concerned about the people I've seen lately who've been doubting themselves. Close friends, men and women with real talent, real ambitions and goals, talking about dropping their flags, giving up and walking away from their vocations.
They wonder aloud whether what they're doing is worth it, why they should endure the stress and misery they're undergoing when it seems like all their actions amount to a ripple in an ocean, a breath in a hurricane. These are people doing charity work in far-off countries where human kindness is at a premium, people training guide dogs and faltering in the face of bureaucracy, those hardworking people who are trying to make a difference in a system that's rotten at the core. Hell, these are people in relationships where they're struggling to make ends meet, supporting people who take them for granted, ones whose own bodies are in the process of consuming their desire to carry on. Seeing these people, geniunely trying to make a difference, trying their damndest, seeing no results, and turning their back on themselves, this is the real tradgedy.
One needs only to look at the state of our current, complacent existence in order to be given a reason to fight. Where ignorance is the norm, stupidity is to be celebrated and difference is to be derided and ridiculed, those people brave enough to shake the shackles of the status quo should be celebrated.
There are people who could only dream to be in the state we're in, be in a comfortable enough position to laugh at the poor, sorry souls the like you see on Jeremy Kyle. There are people out there who would love to see the sun high in the sky, vividly displaying the colour and life that permeates our planet, only to be robbed of one of the most important senses that so many of us take for granted.
These days it is far too easy to let the monotony drag you down, the negativity perpetuated by the masses making you feel that maybe doing the right thing is the wrong thing. Bullshit. If you are doing something that you know will benefit people who otherwise would have nothing, then you have nothing to fear. There should never be any doubt that what you're doing is the right thing. To give up, to walk away, would be far greater loss in this world than you could imagine. Don't be a casualty of complacency.
