guilty pleasures

Your'e not old, but you're still young, some what attractive, broke, talented, educated and still unemployed. I still wait to be interviewed, other people are also waiting for that interview, Welcome to the Rat Race!

An old friend named Corby once told me that this Rat Race is actually a circus. And a circus it is: I see wild elephants, lions, tigers and a couple of shy griaffes. Which animal am I? Probably an eagle, which can fly, and fly away; but my wings are wounded from the battle of life, I am grounded. Its killing me! So many depressed people on the ground, the poor, unintelligent and the un-romantics. America! the home of the free and brave. . . 'home' (America) without a special lover. 'free' to work long hours and 'free' to not be free! 'Brave' to stare at death with envy.

I often ask, how some people can get by in this life? I know such a person. He's economically well off, he has a good paying job, his house is filled with things that make any person jealous. He keeps his house very clean, he wears the best of clothes. His name has no importance, let's call him Society! He thinks of his work and he is his work. He's trapped in the box of work, but he's human! He walks, he breathes and he functions just like a human being, but he operates mechancially.

He sleeps well in his king size bed, empty it is and smells only of himself. He has no one in his life, he converse privately with himself. His computer is his only connection with sexuality. Images over reality. Sexuality is the computer and it draws him in and captures his attention. His door remains closed all day and all night. The computer monitor is on his lap, he creams over the screen, as cum falls down his leg, the bed and the floor, trying to find the human destiny. . . . . . . .He's human! he sees his emotions are getting the best of him. He lost all of his friends and his money and cyber women are the only necessities to him. He has sold his soul to the overly inperfect illusion of sexual satifiscation. He's working for 911, he wants to rescue a girl on the ; as she calls for help, wanting to be saved from her abusive life. He runs to save her. She's not real, not human, or she is? She's a blow-up doll.