Quick note: before we begin, did you know that matured cells in your body can literally change their morphology and become completely different type of cells, and this process is called metaplasia?
Do you know about the invisible people?
Recently have been indulging into something weird. Like, not like some crazy shit like licking your toes or something but, like something that I think is strange.
Over the past few days, I have been looking at videos interviewing homeless people. Like you know those videos where a guy with a camera goes around the city and finds poor homeless people struggling and just talks to them about their life. Yeah, that kind of videos. And I am not sure why but…
I freaking love these videos. I can’t stop watching them.
I don’t know the reason for my strange fascination with hearing peoples’ miseries but I really enjoy doing that. Like it makes me feel calm. It makes me feel that everything in my life is all right (at least I am doing better than those homeless people lol, sucks to be them!). But yeah, I have recently realized that I am kind of orgasmic to seeing people suffer. It makes me feel good about myself. It makes me strangely happy inside.
Even though it’s like really really sad. Like so sad.
I mean, it sounds weird but when you really think about it, misery is all relative right? I mean everyone is suffering in life, just that some people more than others. So, when I am feeling bad about myself (which happens a lot unfortunately), I see these poor people who have absolutely nothing going for them in life. I watch these videos of homeless people who are heroin addicts, were kicked out of home when they were 12, had an abusive parent, have a horrible disease, lost their job or their family abandoned them, had 2 babies while they were on the street while being just 21, are disabled, need to have sex with strangers to get food, get spitted on by people while they are begging for money, were raped on the streets, and so much more. What’s more, sometimes there are updates about their life after some years on Youtube, and some of them die, like you know the usual stuff: got hit by a train or just overdosed on drugs.
Off! So much for setting the mood right lol.
But anyways, when I watch these videos, I feel very good about myself. I mean, I at least have a home to live in, my parent’s didn’t kick me out when I was 12, I don’t have to beg for food, I wasn’t raped, nor am I a heroine addict (tho I have a real bad habit of surfing too much internet ; ) But all things considered, my life is wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy better than these homeless guys. So, that makes me feel calm, like life is good right now.
Am I being selfish, enjoying off people’s miseries like this?
I don’t know man, but it sure works for me lol.
And in every video the guy asks these people what are their 3 wishes. And they ask for the simplest of things; like have a simple job: ANY job, a place to live and a little bit of love. I mean I already have most of the things these people can only dream about and beyond. Idk man, it’s funny that what I take for granted is like a “wish” for these people. It’s so strange.
I mean I don’t feel special or fortunate when I eat my breakfast every morning, or go to bed on my comfy bed every night. So, what the fuck are these good for noting homeless freaks talking about?
I have no idea.
But yeah, that’s what I wanted to talk about, I guess.
= )
Cheers!
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