To me, joining the army, at least at first, was just a way to run away from what I didn’t want to face. Problems with money, not wanting to face the responsibility of living on my own, and an easy way to have structure in my life. Since my whole world fell apart, and I had to completely rebuild my life and myself, I discovered what I needed worse than anything was self discipline. Now, after having taken forty some odd pounds off in two months through strict exercise, diet, and working forty plus hours a week to support myself, I would say that I’ve learned a thing or two about self discipline.
Sunday night, I went to a party with my mother, for memorial day. I met a man there, named Donald, who had been special forces in our conflict in cambodia, following the vietnam war (during? lol, look at me not knowing history). We talked for around two hours about military things. My point is, there is an instant respect and brotherhood with everyone who has ever served. I think everyone wants to feel like they belong, and I’m no different.
Next is the simple fact that it’s (serving in the army) a great way to get your life in order. One of my best friends joined up right out of high school, and now he has the life that I want, mainly due to being in the straight and narrow life the military provides. Wife, house, plans for the future.
Lastly, I feel like all those men in the army, whether they agree or disagree with what they’re being told to do, or how they feel politically, are out there being shot at so that we can protest, or travel, or feel safe in skyscrapers. And maybe they don’t even consider those things, maybe they’re just trying to work in a job they can count on to pay bills for their struggling families. But regardless, they’re putting their lives on the line. And I feel like me, a young man who is fully athletically capable, should be there, making sure that they stay safe, helping them do what they do.
side note to chelsea, this isn’t just directed at you. to see that today was just the last straw in a long line of people telling me what I should be doing, and i’m just damn tired of hearing it. it’s for me. politics are completely removed from my decision, i joined for the reasons provided above. okay. end rant. back to your standard skulls/satanist/creepyshit posts.
“Maybe you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.”—Ernest Hemingway
PsysiX and Nixphonic’s set performed at Fuck Love @ The Mockbee on 2/12/10
I Like Big Butts (Tom EQ’s Cellulite Edit) - Sir Mixalot Autograph (ROFLCOPS! Remix) - Hatiras Pon De Floor (Cold Blank Remix) - Major Lazer Ride & Whistle (Electric Soulside Remix) - Screwface Johnson Play the Record Again - AC Slater Where Is It? - Blatta & Inesha Juke Dem Hoes (Original Mix) - Stereoheroes Ragga Muffin (Original Mix) - Vito, Escobar Let Me Bang (Stupid Fresh Remix) - Paul Anthony & ZXX Girlz What (Prowley Burglars Remix) - Kid Komas Samo Ti (AC Slater Remix) - Fagget Fairys Let’s Get Nasty (Mustard Pimp Remix) - Larry Tee Who Freaked Who (Electric Soulside Remix) - Dopefish Let’s Get Bleeped Tonight (Mustard Pimp Remix) - Dada Life Blau! - Laidback Luke & Lee Mortimer Blau! (Doorly Dubstep Remix) - Laidback Luke & Lee Mortimer
i just want to create something beautiful, because i feel like joining the army is devoting myself to so much destruction. i suppose that’s always been the dichotomy of my own existence, though. i love to do two opposite things at the same time. it’s where i thrive.