feels wrong doesn't it?
There are times that one feels insecure, times when you just feel the need to fold all the way back to the womb, and for most people, insecurity is natural and is usually explainable.
Unfortunately, the insecurity that this entry will talk about are those that truly manage to eliminate all traces of pride and masculinity in me.
I've seen amazing people in this world, those regular citizens/superheroes types, every culture that I have had the honor to live in have bolted a permanent impact on me. Sweden definitely caused my eyeballs to temporarily jump out of their sockets, and this is due to the remarkably strong physical conditions of the elderly here in Sweden.
The beloved crooked ones here are just as physically competetive as they were during ancient times (yeah 20 years ago counts as ancient).
Unfortunately, the insecurity that this entry will talk about are those that truly manage to eliminate all traces of pride and masculinity in me.
I've seen amazing people in this world, those regular citizens/superheroes types, every culture that I have had the honor to live in have bolted a permanent impact on me. Sweden definitely caused my eyeballs to temporarily jump out of their sockets, and this is due to the remarkably strong physical conditions of the elderly here in Sweden.
The beloved crooked ones here are just as physically competetive as they were during ancient times (yeah 20 years ago counts as ancient).
As a young, 'healthy'/alive(same s*it) man, I refused to accept that an 85-yr old, pacemaker-dependent woman can cover more distance than me and do it faster. Thus comes the true story of me being "Outran by a Gran".
I'm afraid McDonalds is taking a toll on me, on us, the youth. =(
So to comfort myself from this traumatizing realization, I just make up a false fact and believe that all people who were born before 1950 contain the thousands of souls that died during those times and that these souls unite with the souls of the living and therefore providing superhuman abilities to today's elderlies.
But reality holds none of these "facts", the seniors of Sweden are pampered to full potential health and have learned to keep their vibrance throughout the centuries/decades(same s*it).
But most of all, I've learned to pay more respect to the soon-to-be-fertilizers of this world. Now I understand that the age-package doesn't always come with an inevitable slowdeath-BONUS and that we can choose to keep our bones and muscles lubricated and functionable even as old farts.
Now that I come and think about it, maybe the 'age of decomposition' isn't too bad afterall, maybe Ill reconsider my suicide plan when i'm 50. All these, just because of the Gubbar and Kärringar of Stockholm.... =D love you all, more health.
I'm afraid McDonalds is taking a toll on me, on us, the youth. =(
So to comfort myself from this traumatizing realization, I just make up a false fact and believe that all people who were born before 1950 contain the thousands of souls that died during those times and that these souls unite with the souls of the living and therefore providing superhuman abilities to today's elderlies.
But reality holds none of these "facts", the seniors of Sweden are pampered to full potential health and have learned to keep their vibrance throughout the centuries/decades(same s*it).
But most of all, I've learned to pay more respect to the soon-to-be-fertilizers of this world. Now I understand that the age-package doesn't always come with an inevitable slowdeath-BONUS and that we can choose to keep our bones and muscles lubricated and functionable even as old farts.
Now that I come and think about it, maybe the 'age of decomposition' isn't too bad afterall, maybe Ill reconsider my suicide plan when i'm 50. All these, just because of the Gubbar and Kärringar of Stockholm.... =D love you all, more health.
Ya Marv, tis funnee. hehe i like it :).
SvaraRadera