WyzWmn's World©

Starting today and going forward immediately…all flamers will be shot with a ball of their own shit…no ands if’s or butts

if you are ignorant for the sake of being ignorant – gone

if you make blanket mean statements in a feeble attempt to chuck shit at those less fortunate than you perceive yourself to be – gone

if you can’t be bothered to have an intelligent or kind or meaningful discussion and at least listen to the feelings of the people you are belittling – gone

if you get your jollies outta hurting people’s feelings – gone

if you think being ignorant is a lifestyle or funny – gone

if you use words like “retard” to describe someone less fortunate than you – gone.

if you shock me with your meanness or ignorance….and are an unapologetic asshole – yer on your own.

People have been telling me for years to weed this shit out – and I keep trying to be fair…and give people chances…I keep hurting myself by stating my case and believing people to be honorable enough to at least have a discussion on a subject….and then having other people shit on my opinions…

I’m officially all outta fair, I’m finally all outta patience and I’m right up to here with being treated derisively or dismissively or meanly…I give up.

I’m done….if you fit into any of this criteria…you will no longer be a friend, associate or comrade…you will be dead to me.

that should at least make some of you happy.

“This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell, my blessing season this in thee! ~ Polonius

what are you passionate about?
do you write?
do you sing?
do you draw or paint?

or do you sit on your dreams
and bite your tongue
to follow the party line?

are you a sad little excuse
for a human being?

or are you in the trenches
fighting your good fight?

are you living an authentic life?
are you kind, thoughtful
and not unnecessarily mean?

or are you so busy
bending, folding spindling and mutilating
your morals and integrity
to meet the needs of others
that you can’t even see
what a shadow of a person you are?

can you truly say you are happy?
or are you just mouthing the words
someone else put in there for you?
while your soul is crushed
and your very thoughts
are no longer your own?

is your appetite for enthusiasm
dampened by
the biding of your time
the base existence
that you are living?

are you evolving as a human being
or are you still swimming
in the redneck excrement
of the people you played with
as a child?

where’s your passion?
who is living your life?

what are you waiting for?