Me Vs. You

A lot of people don't understand men and women. It's really quite simple. It's all the same shit. All that may differ are choices, actions, and reactions. It's simple if you cut the bullshit emotion out of it. And of course a lot of folks quit asking the questions that burn and choke because they know the only answer they'll get is the backhand and silence.

"You're so kind when it serves you well. You're So kind when... it serves you well, your cruelty."

I make no claims to understand the what? Science? Chemistry? Pheromones? Bizarre Ritual? Self Destructiveness? that is men and women. In all this time, all I've really learned is to be really fucking careful, Always go for the throat, trust nothing, and be prepared for betrayal and abandonment at every turn. It's like a survival kit. As long as you keep these things in mind, you should have a leg up on your opposite number. Regardless of gender. I'm not saying constantly look over your shoulder, but more like this. If you are going camping way out in the mountains... Be aware that there are bears and shit out there. Does it mean you're gonna get mauled by a kodiak? No. But you could.

Did the Devil say to you, "You can make it through. I'll take you to the top."
I may never know the answers. Because like so many others, my questions are answered with silence as well. So why bother asking the questions to others? You can ask yourself why you asked someone else in the first place. You can slam yourself over and over again into the same wall that has stopped you so many nights. And maybe, one day, it'll give. Who knows? Some of us are fated to burn. That's it. That's all. It's better that way for everyone else. Others aren't. Some settle. Complacency isn't just something on the battlefield. Some settle. Some don't. Some shift like sand. Others are solid. Everyone's different. Everyone's the same. That's the trick of it.

"It's a sign of devotion. You made everybody else seem insane.
You filled my head with your notions, you made everybody else seem so tame.
In your bed I lay reeling, You made everybody else seem a shame.
I knew from the way I was feeling, nothing could ever be quite the same.
I moved straight into your shoes. I took up your cause and answered your phone
I couldn't really imagine.... what life was like when I was alone."

And that's the rub. Be alone or don't. Be with someone or don't. Do what you're gonna fucking do because it's all you fucking get. Believe it. I've seen it firsthand too many times. Just do what you're gonna do. Believe what you like and wound when you must. Scar tissue will get you farther than soft skin any day. Bank on it.

I had a refit today and q.r.f. got put on stand down so we had some free time. So I got some writing time. Thank the letter K and preparations for Ramadan for this Blog. So cuddle up with cold logic and hot black coffee, curl around that sun that whips your back and grinds the sweat from your bones daily. Wait for your next go around in this wonderful Hell that welcomed your soul like a long lost lover. It's the only one you have.