Life isn’t a rehearsal or damn video game; but the fucken camera keeps rolling. I am pretty sure those words roughly combined in that way, do sound familiar. And no, I am not contradicting myself with a previous blog post: A Big Fat Lie, in which I stated that there is no such thing as a one time opportunity. Reality strikes through life, as I verify unto you my dear: there are no second chances. A similar moment is bound never to exist, with in a similar time, locked within a similar space. Sorry to break it to you, but, but, I would love to see the look on your face right now.
Starting with a fucked up common phrase: I forgive you, let’s try again. I call bullshit on that. One is excited claiming that they are offered another chance, forgetting a fact that, they are being placed on trial, soon to be judged harshly. Even if someone is truly given a second chance, a series of strings will be attached to that second chance. The situation is spiced up and made more exciting, when a someone who was given a second chance screws it up. Hell breaks loose, causing darkness to leak and spread around. Torments and rants are the only expected outcomes, tarnishing lives of parties involved.
I take back my sorry, because I am not in any way sorry. Let I break something else to you: when someone offers you a second chance, they are freeing themselves from guilt, and watching carefully, waiting for a moment for you to screw up again.
Although on several accounts I am called strange and weird, the human race as a whole is absolutely fucked up. Many shy away from reality and prefer to hide the truth, especially when the truth causes shame. A pretext of wanting to be perceived as a good person is blended in lives of many.
I wonder to myself as to why an individual whose life was totally screwed up, is found in company with individual who screwed up their life? Sadly, individual whose life was screwed up, often claims that the individual who screwed up their life, will change and soon become a better person. I call bullshit on that too. Worry less, I am aware, that it is the little lies we tell ourselves, which keep our brains tingling and swaying in rhythm, but, but, we shouldn’t lie ourselves in to them. This includes accepting a sad fact that second chances don’t fucken exist. It is only a myth. May I suggest trying out something else which we shall call a fresh new start?
I prefer calling it a fresh new start rather than a second chance because, I expect individual to do what they failed in another way, with at least an Altered Perspective. Though I live life on a trending trail of trials and errors, I never hope for a second chance. This doesn’t mean that one should be an absolute total dickhead when they do wrong, quoting I that there are no second chances. Dare do so, I will hunt you down, and you will earn yourself an automatic spot, on the Punch in the neck list.
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