Choices
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life...
It's all about choices. In the end the only thing you can do for yourself is make your own choices. Yes that quote is overused and 10 years old now, but i figured it was appropriate. I've made many choices this year that have affected MANY aspects of my life. I chose to move, chose to give up on some people, and not give up on others. I've chosen a new lifestyle, new friends, new habits, and new hobbies. But still...I’m that same 16-year-old kid with my own unique outlook on everything. That same kid that doesn't understand the corruption around him, that same kid that always wants to help, and that same kid that seems to get things shoved back in his face. Why do I choose to care rather than take an apathetic approach? I embrace the fact that people are good, that there's always hope for everyone, that they can make the right choices for them. I don't judge, I turn a blind eye to faults, I choose to accept people for the good in them.
Why do i believe people are good? Because for every "bad" thing that happens, there are hundreds of acts of kindness that go without recognition. Today I witnessed one such event, a mother with her child started to fall down the escalator. Before even a second had passed, 4 people quickly grabbed her and the carriage before anything could happen. In that amount of time there wasn't any time to think, the people just acted. The little deeds are what truly add up, things as small as helping an old person get a seat on a bus, or a blind person to their destination when they are lost.
I made a choice. I chose to care...will you?
-Matt
It's all about choices. In the end the only thing you can do for yourself is make your own choices. Yes that quote is overused and 10 years old now, but i figured it was appropriate. I've made many choices this year that have affected MANY aspects of my life. I chose to move, chose to give up on some people, and not give up on others. I've chosen a new lifestyle, new friends, new habits, and new hobbies. But still...I’m that same 16-year-old kid with my own unique outlook on everything. That same kid that doesn't understand the corruption around him, that same kid that always wants to help, and that same kid that seems to get things shoved back in his face. Why do I choose to care rather than take an apathetic approach? I embrace the fact that people are good, that there's always hope for everyone, that they can make the right choices for them. I don't judge, I turn a blind eye to faults, I choose to accept people for the good in them.
Why do i believe people are good? Because for every "bad" thing that happens, there are hundreds of acts of kindness that go without recognition. Today I witnessed one such event, a mother with her child started to fall down the escalator. Before even a second had passed, 4 people quickly grabbed her and the carriage before anything could happen. In that amount of time there wasn't any time to think, the people just acted. The little deeds are what truly add up, things as small as helping an old person get a seat on a bus, or a blind person to their destination when they are lost.
I made a choice. I chose to care...will you?
-Matt
posted by Happy Death at 11:59 p.m.
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