Who defines what is right? What defines what is just? What are morals? Does might really make right? Those are questions I ask myself an this fine Saturday night.
Beaten and broken in some random ally, blood pooling around my side. I find myself thinking of these questions.
However you maybe asking 'How did you get in this lovely situation?'.
Well... It all started few minutes ago. Walking down the road, cars passing to and fro. The funny this was I was drunk at the time - look at that I made a little rhyme - swaying from side to side, not in my right frame of mind.
I did someone I shouldn't have, something I never do. I stuck my nose where it didn't belong. Saw some thugs beating on some guy. My mind muddled and my thoughts astray for some god forsaken reasons I shouted "Hay!!".
Oop... Looks like I got their attention. What do I do now? So I did what a stupid drunk person would do. I walked in the dark as fuck ally.
Fucking miracle I saw this shit in the first place!
So anyway there I go. With 4 to 5 guys over this random dude who's just on the ground in a Yamcha pose. Oh also these guys also had weapons. THESE GUYS HAD FUCKING WEAPONS?! HOW DID I NOT SEE BEFORE?! Well I was fucked anywas since there was five of them and one of me. [A/N: five guys lol]
"Huh? The fuck are you?" Thug1 said after noticing me. Not even gonna tell what he was wearing because screw you. Then I kid you not the rest of them did the Ricardo meme.
When that happened I just blanked, blue screened. I don't know what happened but the next thing I saw was a fist heading I my general direction. Then I blanked AGAIN and now I'm on the floor in some rando- no, I remember, it's the ally off Duke Street. What am I doing here? The house is in the other side of the city!
So anyway, I'm bleeding out in the ally off Duke Street. Now for the questions I asked earlier 'Who defines what is right?'. Well, Google defines it as 'morally good, justified, or acceptable'. I'm going to define it as complete and utter bullshit.
It's just sentient atoms telling other sentient atoms what to do with their fickle consciousness. Some sentient atoms think they are doing the right thing by doing what some dusty book or scroll they pulled out of their ass. Well doesn't matter next question.
'What defines what is just?' Well it's not you or me. Well we can start off by saying something that is 'fair' in the eyes of society. We can also say it depends on the situation and the point of view.
Let's take a certain emo from a certain show as an example. Was it justified for certain emo's brother to kill his clan for the sake of the village. My heart tells me kill a few hundred to save a couple thousand, and my brain is telling me it's was his duty but it's also telling me fuck your village.
Damn, this philosophical shit takes a while. Look, all I can say in 'Justice' is a spectrum and its also strangely subjective.
Oh, I've also been dead for a while now. Well I think I'm dead anyway because everything is just so...red? Oh I'm in hell. Anticlimactic but ok... I can work with this.
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