Danger Zone

     Do you ever wonder why men do stupid things? 

Is it just because they are fun and/or exciting?

    Maybe not...  

    Maybe, just maybe now, it's because we just need that little rush that it gives us.  Maybe that's what being truly alive really even is. The danger of exposure to danger itself. The threat of being caught exposed. Arrested or even killed. 

    A literal wild animal tamed...

    It could just be that every once in awhile, even the tamest of us just need to feel the rush of doing taboo or dangerous things though.  I don't know, but I do know, if it's what it takes to feel alive, but I know that it's not what being truly smart is though for sure. In fact, the pursuit of danger, is almost never smart. Its 99% dumb to follow danger as your guide.

     Most of the time when your brain tells you that something is stupid it's because it is.  You should listen to it because thinking is your brains main job. Only job really.  

    When you don't listen to your brains sound, thought out,  advice and just go ahead and do it anyway, it's on you after that. Simple.  You didn't fuck up because you didn't know better, you did it in spite of that fact. 

    You did it because you wanted to do it.

     Being bipolar I do things like that all the time, for example I recently did something exactly like that. It was the dumbest thing that I ever did and I will never be able to live it down much less forget about it. 

    Things will never really be the same after what I did this last time. And that's like every time i follow the danger path. Sometimes I am so stupid I feel that I might be gifted in the art of stupidity.

    A Zen Master Of Idiocy.

    Or in English; A human man.