Friday 30 December 2011

The end of 2011

2011
It's been a busy year for people but at the end of it, we act like it never happened. All in all, we've had hacking scandles, riots, revoloutions, spending cuts and of course the ins and outs of celebrity disaster. But at this time of reflecting, when I, and i'm sure many others, look back proudly on the hill of december the 31st and smile all the while thinking "I did all that, come at me 2012", the only thing I hear about on the news is a bump in train prices. I suppose I can't complain too much, after all in most of life we are told not to dwell on the past and look to the future, even if it is only to grimace at the impending doom that these horrific train prices are going to bring.

People have already forgotten the London riots that tore districts of London apart making a lot of the older generation remember back to a night somewhere back in the early 1940's. They've forgotten the outragous cuts to government expenditure over here while we still pay massive amounts of money to the army and arms manafacturers to keep killing people in afghanistan, iraq, libya and plenty more. People have forgotten the hacking scandles, information on murder was withheld by corperate powers completly un-involved with the case just to make money.

So it is on my hilly late december, that I look back and look down at all thats happened. But I don't think "I did all that, come at me 2012". I think something more along the lines of; "All that.. same shit different year."




2 comments:

  1. All things come to an end, dear, even our existence finite. But, yet, voila! Hope emerges from the ruins of our lost civilization: Jesus... and He wants YOU. Follow us and wiseabove...

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  2. All things come to an end, dear, even our existence finite. But, yet, voila! Hope emerges from the ruins of our lost civilization: Jesus... and He wants YOU. Follow us and wiseabove...

    What's your address again in the hereafter, dear?? Mine is: 111 Rock-Solid-Diamond Ave, Seventh-Heaven - a quaint, stuccoish mansion in a cul-de-sac with mountain biking trails in all directions behind you may conform with your thots... AND, of course, a sassy, savvy, [in]sane antidote: ultra-intense-party-hardy every evening with avatars/faeries/intensive DNA... and anything else we desire. RSVP. Wanna join me? trustNjesus.

    MyCrucifixIsMyFix.blogspot.com
    ...cuzz the other realm aint too cool.

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