Is civilisation reversing?

As we grow, sometimes wiser, sometimes more drunk, are we really using what we know? Human behaviour has become more unpredictable and senseless. Is it in our primal instincts to kill and conquer? Give me back my dog eat dog world, at least its somehow more analog and not nukeylar as Bush might pronounce it. Everyone wants to own something so as to justify .... what, I have no clue... their existence perhaps? Its a strange sad feeling that when we buy a house, that is the time we feel most settled in whichever country. If so, let my hobo heart wander amongst the streets of humility and generousity and I will feel settled wherever they will welcome me into their homes. Is it all possible now that we are all living in a web of pessimistic maybes?
I open myself to all that would listen and empathise, but we are all humans I understand, at times we succumb to the massive wave of angry triggers that tire us out. I am not here to be a teacher, I am here to learn with you. I need your hand as much as you might need mine. Preacher I may sound, but good intentions no less. Let us all smoke our spliffies and share the smiles and music. Live the life of a beggar because he sees gold in everything. Share your food with the hungry, and water for the thirsty...and knowledge for the ........well for everyone I hope.

Look! No Penis!!!!!!!!! Hooray!!!!!!!!!!

At 27, certain issues will slap you in the face, so it's no use trying to escape. What am I talkin about? Marriage.... and mini me-s. And certain people may call me blessed as my genes are very inclined towards producing male offsprings. So was my Dad (hence my two older brothers) and my eldest brother, who has a 3 year old devil. I am just waiting for my second elder brother to have unprotected sex and see whats the outcome. I was supposed to be the pink one that calmed the seas but out came me and my blue proboscis. What to do?

Finally, my brave eldest brother challenged the Gods and got his wish.... and mine too. Today I will lay my eyes on my first niece. Maybe that might change my mind about marriage and kids. My age is not an appropriate measure of my mind. I am thinking and behaving 4 years younger. Well, if this blog still exist 6 years later, and if you still read it, I might find out the answer. And yours too.