...And New Beginnings Are?

Who the fuck knows? New beginnings are about as unpredictable as the color of your shit the next day. Unless, of course, you are well aware that you ate a Chipotle burrito followed by 13 Guinness. Then, you'll know what to expect. But all that shit aside, pun intended, nobody ever REALLY knows. That's what makes life so fun. I've been thinking for a while now that death isn't so scary. I think when you die, you die. There is no afterlife. And if there is.... I don't think I want to be a part of it. Everlasting life? No thanks! I'd rather be out like I am after a night of heavy drinking where I just don't remember anything and I sure as hell don't have any dreams. Lights out. Can you imagine dying and then floating around in heaven for eternity? I don't think it would be much fun. Most of the thrill of living is at LEAST indirectly involved with the knowledge that you know one day you will die. So, if you're "living" in the afterlife... with no death to fear or think of... what can be so great? And for THE REST OF TIME?!! I mean, even the best experiences I've ever had could never hold up for eternity. There are so many of them, and they all felt different. Suppose you wanted to switch from, say, non-stop orgasm to the first time you appreciated lightning bugs. Can you do that? Wouldn't it get old though? I mean, you have all of eternity. It seems like it would get old. So, enough death-rant... let's talk about new beginnings.

I wanted to set this blog up for something a little different. And thus, I've created a "new beginning." It sounds pretty gay. And on second thought, it's redundant. But grammar aside, I think it's good. Too much of the same thing will eventually become an anchor on your soul that drags you below the level of a real person with genuine thoughts, feelings, ideas, and anything otherwise. Sadly, I see it all around me. I see it in myself from time to time. I even told myself a few weeks ago... "Bonn, you need an attitude adjustment." I'm so glad I'm always looking out for myself. It must be my inner parent or something.

To try and wrap this nonsense up... I must first apologize for my lack of substance......which I instantly retract because, hey! It's a new beginning! Anything is possible! Hands Across America. As with anything, a new idea needs a little time to become something worthwhile. Ever seen an episode of Seinfeld from the first season? You'll know what I mean if you have. So, with that, I'll let it rest tonight and start again with fresh wit. Until next time....
-Bonn