I am amazed at the human
capability of getting pissed off. At an innocent age they get pissed off by
people who they think are wrong doers, a.k.a the evil assholes. Through their
eyes these people seem to be having ugly curly hairs, dark deceptive eyes and
fake smile with blackened teeth. Oh! They look bad don’t they? You just want to
eradicate them an “I’ll Burn you!” in Moriarty’s words to be precise. But you
don’t. You don’t because a voice in your head says “You are above all this, you
are a better man!” Well, in short you chicken out! And of course you are not Marty
Mcfly, so theoretically you can go chicken. You’re mind has just played a cruel
trick on you or “A cruel trick indeed!” as Sheldon would have it. It just camouflaged
the whole chicken scenario with one of true and genuine bravery and boy that
made you happy didn’t it.
Well, you move on. As you see end
of an innocent era, what dawns before you or to be more emphatic what you are
plunged into is an era of apocalypse. Every man for himself. Again you are
pissed off, and this time it’s different buddy. Your definition of evil has
just taken the size of oxford thesaurus. There are these people near you. There
is a Mr. Happy whose gentle chuckle is now comparable to Darth Vader’s muahaha.
There is a Mr. Friendly whose forth comingness is comparable to an approach of
an infected zombie. There is a Mr. Preacher whose voice is as treacherous as
Saruman’s. There is a Mr. Sad oh! Whose head you just want to blow. There is a
Mr. Nobody, minding his own business, but no, you see a secret CIA agent sent
just to wipe off your existence. Oh! Boy you are pissed now. The world is outta
control! What would you do now? Listen to your heart says your brain! Take up a
hobby! Attach yourself to inanimate things! Look towards your goals! Enough
said and done and trust me the voice in your head is just messing with you.
I will tell you what you should
do. Realise and accept the fact that this voice in your head isn’t Gandalf, it
is the bloody Balrog! Once you have come to terms with that fact, question now
remains what to do about it? “What sort of device can bring down the wall” you
might think. Well, my friend fret not, take a one way ticket to Okinawa, japan
and tell a chap called Hattori Hanzo that “Gaichudomo, taijishite yaru”. He
will understand what you mean. Trust me the Vermin is huge!
