August 2nd, 2009

Sailor Steeler

Live your life, and let me live mine...

Over the years, I noticed a shift in my demeanor. Although I'm still negative, I'm not as demanding of those around me as I used to be. Before, I have to admit, I was rather demanding about getting followers. Now, while I still dream about my personal army of sycophants, in all honesty, as long as you let me do my thing, I don't really care if anyone reads what I have to write. Unfortunately, in the last few years, it's come to the point where people who say they "don't care" actually decide to make liars out of themselves and actually take me so seriously that they decide to get my work taken down...but that's another, albeit related, story.

Still, I can't help but wonder sometimes it was better being the aggressive combatant. I mean, if everyone was tired of me saying "You're either with me or against me" and reassured me that they didn't care about silly arguments, then why does it seem that people break their promises of not choosing sides and in the end, make motions against me. If there are no sides, no right and wrong, then why do people feel they have a right to judge me? Why should anything I do have an impact on someone else? It's all meaningless anyway, so why can't I have my joy?