Risharde's Blog

You and a few others that read my blog from time to time may wonder "Why dis boi so negative all the time".
So I am going to try to explain this as best I think

The analogy is very simple, you want to go nature walking through a nature trail, you meet a river, there are 2 options, either go through ice cold river water up to your eye or pass over the bridge? What would you choose? I would choose the bridge unless there is some sort of hazard that is more dangerous than passing through the river. Many times, I see people around me making very stupid decisions and they enjoy doing it, like having sex with multiple partners, like drinking alcohol until they so drunk, they don't know their names, like lying to themselves about who they are, trying to make you feel they are your friends when they aren't, using people for only what they can get out of them and turning their backs after.

Can't I help but not be a judge in these times? People say "oh, you can't judge me, the bible says so" but in my honest opinion, I think people don't understand what the bible trying to say. We judge people everyday, whilst it may be unfair, are you saying that not once in your life, you would not judge someone for your self preservation? Whether you want to call it judge or call it perception at the end of the day, you might watch someone "shady" and say, "Aye, I not going near that person because I fraid they mug me". So please, don't come with that around me, you only fooling yourself.

I am a realist, people expect nice compliments all the time, but seriously, I've been nice to people when I didn't have to be by complimenting them and I will change my name if some of them will ever compliment ANYONE... these are the true losers in life and for some reason, this world so wrongside, they are the most popular ones... so excuse me for seeing through that as well.

Tell me something, and again I am not perfect, but why should it be "normal" when girls (girls, not women, small minded little girls) to like (boys, yes, small minded foolish boys) who act like complete idiots, act unintelligent, with no sense of humour and always watching women. Yes, I know its a long sentence, if you can't understand my point, trust me, you might just be one of the ones with no hope of understanding anything more than adding 4 digit numbers. This can also be inverted, where you can substitue girls for boys and boys for girls.

Can you tell me why charity events have less people than a fete with alcohol. Can you answer me with some sort of influence other than alcohol?

I am not afraid anymore to say that I hate a lot of things in people and the world and I see it magnified in this country. Hate is a strong word, I know, I know. But I am sick and tired of having to be the one who has to feel "different", like I don't belong, neglected, rejected, perhaps scorned?, having to lose my heart to change to deal with stupid people in a stupid country (please excuse me, not all of you all are stupid, please understand that I am speaking about the majority and not "ALL"). I hate the most that I am beginning to change - some change is not good in this life - if you disagree, I hope that you are forced to change to know how it feels, especially when you are fine the way you are.

I feel sick thinking about people who do worse than me and are more blessed than me and I know you might be thinking "Who is boi Risharde, he so self righteous, like he doh do nothing wrong, look like he just jealous". Well you don't have to take my word for it, but trust me, is more than jealousy - I admit it, you happy? No seriously, its more than jealousy, what is the point of doing good when you can't see the fruits of the good. The bible talks about God blessing his people and I'm sure and I and perhaps you have something in common after all, we believe that God is a powerful being... so tell me, shouldn't He/She/It bless us unmeasurably or perhaps, to the point that we're happy or satisfied or semi satisfied? The bad way outshines the good in my opinion and it sickens me, boiling my core deep inside, perhaps angering me, perhaps destroying my compassion for the good because it seems there are very small rewards other than words in a book telling us about a heaven I cannot prove - but rely on faith - which is like blinding out the part of us that understands anything that makes sense.

To be continued, forever I suppose until my life ends...