Hurting Too Much to Care

This is the season where everyone harps on caring and sharing (it is Christmas afterall), but is it just me or the fact that caring really hurts.
For those who believe in unconditional caring and loving (like parents and saints) I salute you.
For the simple and ordinary me, I really don't think I am up to it.
Caring less means I will hurt less, and hurting less sounds just about good to me for now.

Cheers.

Love Lost In A Hail Of Gunfire

The only love I know is the violent kind
Lost in the liquid red that stains the snow fields
Every emotion I've ever felt
Loaded into the chamber of this gun
The only declaration of love I know
I proclaim with a pull of this trigger
Till the sands are written with my calligraphy of blood
My love is declared with a dynamite blast
In my mutilation
I know my love is made pure and clean
In a hail of self righteous gunfire
My message of love is made louder still
I transcend all and forsake all
My ultimate sacrifice
My life for my love.

Proseac: Say no to terrorism. Love enough to live, not to die.

My Rationale on Everything

I deduce that 'Everything happens for a reason';
Some reasons are acceptable and some are not.

Applying the theory that 'for all action there is an opposite reaction';
'Everything also doesn't happen for a reason'
Again, some reasons are acceptable and some are not.

It is also a well known fact according to the 'laws of perception';
A reason can be viewed as an excuse from a different perspective.

Hence my rationale,

Everything that happens or doesn't happen is caused by a good reason or a lame excuse (or a good excuse or a lame reason for that matter), that is either acceptable or unacceptable depending on your perspective.

Proseac: And that is everything really.