Σάββατο, 10 Δεκεμβρίου 2011

Swim freely

Lately every time I finish (aka ejaculate), alone-with company or with more company I catch my self thinking. What would this little fishes looked like as humans! What’s the equivalent for maternity clock for men? If there is such a think, because I don’t thing the father role was ever meant to exist in nature. Does the daddy dog stay along enough after the shagging? Nop, he just disappears after the fucking is over, well same goes for the Homo sapiens males.
Then what is this weird feeling I get? Well when you are a kid you have everything right, play all day, eat, sleep, the end! As you grow older society just fucks your priorities. The play is called job-work-carrier, the eat becomes a quicky at McDonalds and the sleep is 5 hours per day, or 6 in a good night lately. Pictures of beautiful people, with beautiful partners, beautiful houses, beautiful kids and dogs. Did I mention that the dogs are beautiful as well? Mostly Labradors or at the worst case a golden retriever.
Then the you starts to process all that information that society was shoving down your throat the last 30 years of your existence. You start questioning your life! When will I get the beautiful partner, house, kids and even the dog? You can’t say no, if you say your are fucked, the same society will cast you out of the play….well you cant say yes either because all those things are not you. Then if the answer is no why do those little fishes always remind me that they have the potential to be little humans? Major brain wave – for those fishes to become humans we need little eggs as well, and thus we go back to the beautiful partner we mentioned earlier (the one I don’t have by choice). Why do all of us have to leave their genetic mark on the planet? What happens to people that didn’t? What was different in their life than the people that did….did they live less, or were they unhappy?
And on the other side of the wall the question appears, if I was a little fishy would I like me to be the fish-dad? Guess not! Well am a good friend, an ok brother, a bearable lover but not father material. Don’t get me wrong I like kids, they are fun to be around, but how can you have one of your own? You know you can’t return it back to the factory if you don’t like it, there is no guaranty and you don’t get your money back.
THEN WHAT’S THAT LITTLE VOICE ALL ABOUT?
Are we actually programmed by nature to get to the father stage and am just ignoring it?
Well am not ready to answer at any of my questions yet, so I just hope my little fishys will continue to swim freely.





(If you actually read this then you have a lot of free time).

3 σχόλια:

  1. Each person is unique, the community frames us and we feel obligated to follow...Just be urself.

    Melissa Lou Etheridgeonce said: "There will always be someone else with a different view than you. I appreciate them and would never say that they are wrong. I hope that they would give me that courtesy also."

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  2. a year after the crisis! now is the risk assessment period :)

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