Oh, no no no no no.


Do you want to live forever?

Do I want to live forever? No. I’m not sure I want to live at all, to be honest.

I believe two factors contribute to a person’s desire for eternal life. First, it is their fear of death. Religion can be a substantial contributing factor and the simple apprehension of the unknown. I am not religious. I am an agnostic nihilist. I do not know what awaits me on “the other side.” I am pretty sure I will go into the ground and become fertilizer. Nihilism is the belief that life is meaningless. Therefore, I will walk through this world full of struggle, only to become worm food. I do not fear death. I strive to live according to a basic moral compass, guided by the golden rule. If a higher power judges me for the life I have led, I think I’ll pass with a B+. I don’t think some man is standing there with a clipboard, analyzing me for what I ate or who I had sex with. I do not believe there is a heaven full of rainbows and fairytales for those who follow a book of fairytale rules. I also don’t think there is a hell full of fire and torture for those who hurt, cheat, or steal; however, I wish there was such a place for evil. Dante described hell as having levels commensurate with the sins committed by the souls doomed to an eternity of punishment. This would be an ideal scenario, in my opinion.

Second, there are people in the world who can experience and identify more happy moments. Unfortunately, I am not one of those people. Overall, my life until this point has been relatively privileged. I never went without food, shelter, or medical care. I have three healthy children. Someone looking in from the outside would wonder why I never consider myself “happy.” I do not have a clear answer. I believe it is a combination of trauma, personality, and choices. The personality component may be the most significant factor. I am an empath. I did not start referring to myself as an empath when it became trendy. This is something I knew from the start. Some people witness the atrocities in the world and can compartmentalize and move on with their life. Those moments chip away at my soul like the slow erosion of a beach. Every wave leaves me with a little less sand to walk on. Some people don’t have the ability to read others; therefore, they do not realize how many interactions direct negativity toward them. Unfortunately, I see through most inauthenticity. I wish I did not. Throughout my life, I rid myself of the toxic people around me. Other than my children and a few friends, I generally stand alone in this world.

So, do I want to live forever? No. I am not afraid of death nor see enough happiness in this world to warrant an eternal existence. I will stay as long as I can for my kids. I will revel in the happy moments I experience, but I see no need to exist past my mortal expiration date.


Stupid People Have More Fun

I constantly read articles about happiness. I am intrigued. Everyone thinks they have key. They believe that they have found the secret to happiness. Be grateful. Practice forgiveness. Exercise. Pray to someone or something. Give your time and money to help others. Save an animal. Eat healthy. Jesus Christ, some even push that probiotics are the path to a blissful existence.

I am here to tell you that I have the answer to the whole enchilada. Be stupid! Be ignorant! Be complacent! Ditch empathy! You will be enlightened. Do you want to know why? You won’t give a duck…about anything.

You won’t watch the news, because you won’t understand it even if you do. You won’t care that nobody gives a duck about you, because you don’t give a duck about anyone else. You won’t care about the atrocities in your community or around the world. You won’t care about the details of life that plague the more intelligent humans on a constant basis.

Parenting: Well, you would be stupid, so the bar you would set for your kids and yourself would be pretty damn low. Who gives a duck what school they go to? Baby sign language? Duck that. Your kid would be lucky to get a bottle filled with Kool-Aid. Discipline? Um, no. School? You wouldn’t be able to help them with their work even if you wanted to. Isn’t that what you send them to school for? I could go on all day. I won’t. Let’s just say, that realm of parenting style isn’t pretty, but what is wrong with simply keeping kids alive? Everyone’s gotta have a goal!

Health: Stupid people end up at the hospital when they are literally dying or if they accidentally use bleach for contact solution. Haven’t you ever watched the thousands of videos displaying the result of stupid stunts? Hey guys, let’s put a slide, on a roof, covered in ketchup, and hope we land in the baby pool on the ground, fifteen feet below. That will definitely end well. Those blessed with even an ounce of brain power analyze EVERYTHING pertaining to health. Have a red spot? According to the web, you were either bitten by a mosquito or you are going to die from a flesh-eating bacteria. Have a stomach ache? You either need to go to the bathroom or you have cancer. Eat organic. Take vitamins. Watch out for sugar, carbs, gluten, soy, meat, fat, artificial sweeteners, and the rest of the foods on the long list of shit that will KILL you. Stupid people live on WHATEVER the duck they want to, and they don’t give a shit. They only run if they are being chased by a zombie…or clown. BTW, I am scared to death of clowns. Thank you, Poltergeist. You will not find any electronic device, analyzing everything from heart rate to step counts, attached to a dumb person. I will be purchasing mine in a few months. Do I exercise a lot? Nope.

Money: Roof? Food? Clothes? Stupid? You’re good. Some of the most resourceful people are actually not the truly smart ones. They rely on instincts to simply find some way to satisfy basic needs. It’s actually quite impressive. Smart people spend years of schooling and career building to attain the same needs. Does the fancy, luxury vehicle get you to the same spot as the bus? Do you really need 800 buttons in your car? Ok, maybe I’m talking crazy shit now. I like my buttons. I have no idea what half of them do. Those are for the “really smart” people, I suppose. Stupid people are definitely responsible for the majority of those “12 Great Hacks” for bullshit articles. The hacks are so ducking stupid, that a smart person would never come up with them.

I would love to see a study that compares the overall health of stupid people vs. intelligent people, because I have a theory that the stress of “living healthy” is ducking killing the brighter bulbs. Maybe Darwin wasn’t including intelligence in his definition of “fittest.”

Don’t give me shit about mocking people with lower IQ’s. Don’t attack me for the use of the word stupid. I am personally exhausted by the banning of particular words in the name of political correctness. I do not walk around, calling anyone stupid and neither should you. I just want to share my own observations, so you can understand why I would like to bash my head into a wall continuously until I am really stupid. Well, in comparison to Stephen Hawking, I am already there. No concussions necessary.

I think that stupidity would cure depression and anxiety across the globe. Fuck Prozac. They need to come up with a drug called, Stupenza, which gradually reduces your intelligence until you are at a level of stupid that you are content with.

Have a great day. Dare to be dumb!