This is a diatribe. To everything and anything that eats at my being. But not all I say is in anger. Sometimes in admiration, sometimes out of love or confusion. I have many reasons to shout or whisper.
The heart has its reasons, reason does not understandunknown
Don’t take is personally. My diatribe is not aimed at you, the target is someone else.
Some people go to a canyon and shout as hard as they can, others jog, others drink or open themselves to other hardcore stuff. I write. I say what is irritating me. In whatever I say here, I make no claim that I’m right. Quite the contrary, many impulsive rants are impulsive emotions and in hindsight should never have been said. The only thing I will never ever take back are my opinions on religion & guns.
These are my impulsive diatribes. Maybe some or part if them are yours too. I would love to read them though.