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— I Hate My Neighbor —You see moving is also another last resort as I have thought about it.
At the moment I can't sleep, and it is 2 in the morning.
I dream of the country air and the absence of human voices or humans around at all. Only the bird, trees and air around me as I meditate into oblivion. It can happen, I say this to myself several times a day. The fresh air linger in my mind, the trees swaying in the breeze, the colours of the season.
In the city it is a different mindset, the pollution, the aggressive behaviour, the hoons, the parties next door, the doors slamming next door, the voices going on and on and on.
Perhaps I just hate humans in general, their voices, their presence. I don't hate the quiet considerate, respectful humans who obey rules in tenancy agreements, and abide by the certain time policy to allow others to get some peace and quiet. But this is rare in life. It is so rare that one must escape somewhere away from the city and suburbs and live right away from fellow humans because this is the only answer to 'PEACE', THE peace I am talking about is the absence of humans, this is best, no humans are good humans, unless they are respectful and nice humans.
So now, I think we all know what we all need, the few of us who beg for peace and quiet, we want no humans living next door to us, the weazels of society. #5034 — Comments (1) — 9/29/2009 at 11:44 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
Get rid of the effing shits, it is easier and make their life hellish!