About me.

Boksik (236.247,166.729,3529.4)

In 1990 I went to hell, it was full of gritty sand and rocks, some people refer to it as Iraq. Did I hate it? No. Does that make me evil? Perhaps in some ways, but I have no delusions about myself, I know what is in me and I am the one in control.

If you cannot control yourself then you have no right to ever try to control someone else.

I have a low tolerance for what I call intentional ignorance, people who refuse to listen or even contemplate anothers opinion because they feel that what they think should be the be all and end all of any subject. Attempting to dictate anothers morality is something best left to something far superior to any human.

Freedom is acknowledging the fact that others have the right to stand on their soapbox and spend their lives preaching about something that you would spend your life and last breath preaching against!

Don't like my opinion on things? well that's just too fucking bad cupcake!