Arrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhh!

I know that the basic principle behind a blog is that, even if the content makes no sense, it should at least be presented in as coherent a way as possible.

And most of the time I try to keep my rants understandable. Maybe off-kilter, maybe illogical, but at least in complete sentences.

But sometimes there aren’t the words to clearly enunciate the anger, and helplessness, and fury, and helplessness.

In so many ways my life is infinitely better than it has been, which doesn’t stop me being a miserable old pessimist. But every day I am grateful for what has emerged to lift my life from where it was to where it is, and where it has yet to go.

Which is why, when I see those who I hold dear, who have been intrinsic to lifting me, having to deal with load after load of shite, the anger, the rage, builds inside.

There definitively seems to be an imbalance in the universe where those that most deserve everything that is good, and shiny, and warm, and comforting; they are the ones that get a disproportionate amount of the stress, trials, and stumbles that arseholes seem never to receive.

I still await a justification for the punishment of the best in this world, a reason why those who bring joy into others lives have to get through so much that is hard and unnecessary.

There is no explanation, there is no fairness, there is just a cosmos with a Tory sense of fair play.

And I know it doesn’t help those that I want to help the most, and I know it will have no impact on any lives, at all. But sometimes I have to scream at the void, because the anger at the unfairness needs to be bellowed at until my voice is gone!

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!