Equality…
"i’m infatuated. very much infatuated."
it sounds funny to hear it from a guy. or maybe i’m just too punch-drunk with pop songs by those little skimpy outfit-donning female artists that sing their lungs out about infatuation that i’m feeling way off whenever i’m hearing myself say this. but i bet it’s true. i’m willing to dig in on anything just to prove that this is what i am right now.
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that’s just a starter.
i’ve always been a victim of inequality. much as i’ve been a culprit for some inequalities. it makes me think that life is really unfair. i mean there’s no sense if you put equality first above things. consider a rich man’s son who spends his life on vices and compare it to a poor fatherless man who steals for a f**king living. consider that they die on the same day. the rich man’s son had a heart attack straight to hell. the poor fatherless man was shot in the head by a policeman who got pissed off chasing him around the shanties. for sure this poor man will also go straight to hell.
and here comes the inequality. both will share the worst pains in hell while one of them had his best time on earth and the other also living in his worst…
…and the thinking part begins.
