Confessions

I often sit back and watch people and study their behavior and without qualification entertain myself by analyzing them. Sometimes, I accidentally sit in view of a mirror though without realizing. Anyway I am a bit embarrassed to admit to a personality trait in myself I just recently took notice of. I thoroughly enjoy watching people get hurt by doing stupid things and reacting in stupid ways, to common every day occurrences. Does this make me bad? I'm not saying I am a genius. I have my days of deficient IQ as well. Like the day I decided, maybe my ex WON'T kidnap my son to Pakistan. And yes I have suffered at the hands of my own stupidity. But part of me still steps back , points even at myself and laughs, "MORON!!!"

The show "Cops" used to provide hours of entertainment for me. My job, working in a bar, provides lots of entertainment. Even my own children do it. Don't worry as soon as I am able to stop laughing I teach them how not to get hurt again in the same way. Like the time my 8 year old son, while by himself, called a group of little girls who were playing on equipment he wanted, a bunch of lesbians. They beat the crap out of him. I don't think he knew what the word really meant, but I can't be sure. The girls may not have even known. He came running in to get me so I could go give those girls a talking to. They told me what happened and he reluctantly admitted to his crime and I considered the situation handled. As soon as I got inside I started laughing. He got mad at me of course but I explained why what happened was his own fault and that he had it coming. You can't go around starting trouble with people and not expect to get your ass handed to you. It was a lesson well learned and after that I observed him telling his buddies to shut up when they started calling other kids names.

Everyone does stupid things sometimes. That doesn't make them stupid. What makes a person stupid is the inability or refusal to acknowledge the mistake and learn from it. People who blame others for everything are stupid. People who refuse to admit wrong doing and accept the consequences. Like those who go around starting trouble and when the backlash hits they whine that everyone is unfairly picking on them. The movie MEAN GIRLS showcased this quite well, and it seems to be common among the female species. Unfortunately, many never grow out of it or rise above it. In Mean Girls, the popular girl in school spreads rumors about people who she fears may threaten her status. If she sees someone having a good day without giving her credit for it somehow she finds a way to destroy that person's day and make them miserable. Then finally someone who had had enough got back at her. The gossip began and the popular girl got a healthy helping at what she had been dishing out all her life. And she acted as if the world was suddenly so cruel to her. Stupid huh. Completely unable and unwilling to see that she was getting what she deserved. If she had acknowledged it early on and sincerely apologized and made an effort to stop being such a bitch, people may have stopped. But she didn't so she eventually was destroyed and I think hit by a bus in the end. I think that was comedy flair at the end. The director had to throw in what all viewers really wanted to see. a mean girl hit by a bus lol.



But I am still stuck with the question in my head, am I bad for enjoying seeing bad things happen to mean stupid people? Does it make me as bad as them? I'll be struggling with this one for a while.

Karmic Irony

Have you ever met someone who claims to believe in Karma? "Karma"....such a cool sounding word. So exotic. So enlightened sounding. People who believe in Karma must be soooo much cooler than the rest of us.

Personally, I find people who go around yapping about karma no different than those who go around telling everyone how tough they are and how they can beat anyone up. They are full of shit and are trying to convince you of something they don't even believe themselves. But they hope if they can convince you, then they won't actually ever have to prove their claims.

Most of the people I know who constantly bark about karma are complete assholes. They treat people like crap and when people they don't like have bad things happen to them, they cry, "Karma got you haha!". But when bad things are happening to them, they are innocent. And "karma will get the people who are hurting them". They never stop to wonder if the bad things happening to themselves is a result of their own bad karma.

Personally, I don't believe in Karma. Not in the western sense of it anyway. I do believe in good old fashioned cause and effect. If good things are happening, it's because a catalyst began a chain of events that resulted in fortunate outcomes for the observer. The same catalyst may have triggered unfortunate outcomes for some other observer who had other goals and plans. To put it short, SHIT HAPPENS. Things happen as a result of decisions made by ourselves and others and sometimes by natural events such as beautiful weather or a massive tsunami.

Now don't get me wrong. I have actually studied TRUE concepts of Karma originating from authentic Hindu teachings. And that type of Karma, I believe, is real. The true concept of Karma originates with ancient Indian beliefs. And I mean Indian as in FROM INDIA. But this westernized generic poorly used concept of one sided karma is bullshit. It has been my observation that people who truly believe in authentic concepts of karma, rarely talk about it yet they behave as though they are constantly aware of it. In other words they treat others and their environment with kindness, generosity, forgiveness, fairness, and respect. And for some reason, people rarely want to do bad things to these people. I wonder why.

If those folks who go around trying to impress everyone by spitting karma this and karma that actually UNDERSTOOD karma they would look at themselves when bad things happen to them and wonder if they have ever wronged anyone in the same way and perhaps change their ways, rather than sitting back with their pudgy little victim nose in the air loudly blathering how karma has their back and will get those meanies who are picking on them.

So if you are one of these new age hippie wannabe's who flutter around with your "karma loves me" neon sign blinking loudly on your forehead, stop and think next time you get screwed over unfairly by some dickhead who hates you for no particular reason. I bet you have behaved in the same idiotic juvenile asinine manner towards someone else. And the treatment you are getting from this bozo is your karmic comeuppance.

And on that note I would like to wish everyone a very happy holiday season, and especially happy karma to all....who deserve it anyway.

Written by: "Seagypsy"

dumb lame joke

What is Bestiality?
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It's when you have sex with your best friend.

The Falsehood of Modern Friendship

Back in the old days before there was a cellphone in every hand, internet in every room of every house and three or more social networking profiles for every man, woman and child in the world, friendship meant something.

Having a friend was, by definition and with no loopholes to escape it, being a friend. Friendship was a way of being. It meant you genuinely cared for the physical and emotional well-being of another individual just because they were who they were. Caring would always translate into doing. Whether it was helping to clean up a garden, babysitting, or just being a shoulder to cry on it was an action. Action full of sincerity. It also required awareness. If one friend went quiet the other would notice and find out why. When one friend asked another how they were doing, they genuinely wanted to know and cared if things weren't so great.

Friends felt obligated to help one another simply because it was the right thing to do. Not for a public pat on the back. Not for bragging rights. Not so that they could extort unpleasant favors out of the person at a later time.

Friends would stick up for you and protect you from bullies, even if that bully was yourself. A friend would tell you if you are being stupid, looking at things all wrong, or over reacting. A friend would point out your good and your bad traits and help you to overcome the bad. A friend would accept constructive criticism and appreciate the opportunity to perhaps become a better person.

Today the word friend refers to a thumbnail photo on a profile. Semi-anonymous blips on a screen that condone stupid behavior based on distorted subjective views of life. People you barely know that "lol" at dumb pics you post. Strangers who think it's funny when you insult someone they don't know. People who believe or at least accept the lies you post about yourself and/or others because it's the easy thing to do and they simply DO NOT CARE.

Friends are vague electronic nuances that entertain us and encourage our own stupidity. Allow us to wallow in self pity. Join in our hateful bashing of others. And waste our time challenging us in mindless "i have more friends than you" games within social networking sites.

Try this just once. Call on these individuals to help you move across town. Call on these individuals to loan you $30 so that your electricity doesn't get shut off. Call on these individuals when you need a ride to the dentist because you will be too medicated to drive home. Call on these individuals to care. Many people have 100's of "friends" online, but if put to the test they will find out that maybe a handful at best will actually rise to the challenge.

Now try this. Go through your buddy list and ask yourself about each person,"Do I really care about this person? What is their last name? What is their greatest fear? Do they have kids? What are their names? Do they have any health challenges? Am I willing to put forth any effort actually BEING a friend to them?"

So why do we call them friends? How long are you willing to lie to yourself to convince yourself and others that you aren't as selfish and uncaring as everyone else online?

Only thing more sad than the current state of friendship, is that family members, nowadays care even less than "friends".


People ask me why my buddy lists are small or non existent. I'll tell you. I just can't pretend to care about strangers that much. If they changed the "friends" list to "online contacts" or "online acquaintances" I would be willing to add plenty of people.

I do find plenty of people interesting to talk to, informative, or entertaining enough to want a quick link to their posts. But to call them a FRIEND? Why delude myself?

Written by: "Seagypsy"

This blog entry has been visited daily for several weeks now by a person or persons located in Moscow Russia. I don't mind the attention but since the blog is in English and I have no Russian friends, I am extremely curious as to why this entry is suddenly so popular there. If you are accessing this entry from Moscow please leave a comment and give me a clue of who you are. I will make the entry visible again only after I have gotten a response. Thanks, Seagypsy

Control by "Seagypsy"

Let him think he is in control
Even though that's not his role

I'll bat my eyes and give a pout
Then he'll be mine without a doubt

I will make him do my bidding
and to me he will be submitting

He'll believe he's master in the end
and this is how we control men.

Hunger by "Seagypy"

Smell the fruit and savor the meat

Taste it all its a wonderous treat



have your fill and move along

for tomorrow brings a brand new song



Don't be afraid to enjoy the feast

Served to you by the beast



That lives within us one and all

Patiently waiting for the call



To come out and show us who

We would be if we were true.

Liberation by "Seagypsy"

There was a girl I used to know

side by side we did grow



always smiling she had the stage

adored by all from a tender age



as time went by she began to cry

so i'd take her hand and away we'd fly



to a place where manners mattered not

and in this place to her i taught



you spent your life pleasing all

and by the wayside your "friends" did fall



they never caught you when you fell

twas me who, for you, went to hell



in the mirror I see her face

wipe the tears and take her place



she is tired now and can take no more

this life has treated her like a whore



following the rules and rising above

never once earned her love



I've been her understudy for so long

now she cannot sing her song



It is my time to take her place

no more tears running down our face



The heart we share will remain cold

no more i love yous to be told



smell the flowers ignore the weeds

tis the time to fullfil our needs



I'll sheild us from the judging glares

as we move to sample wares



I'll find a wild steed that suits us right

A fierce one that can run all night



To carry us off to the land of dreams

To the land of subdued screams



swimming in a sea of lust

she'll realize she no longer must



offer up any explaination

or live up to expectations



from this day forward she will always be

uninhibited living free