Tuesday, 31 March 2009

Our Minds Are Slaves...

I was at a Gentleman's Club last night. Again, my friend invited me to join him experience the life of his clients. They [His clients] runs and controls a lot of businesses in this city (Chinese are really well known for this) and they celebrate once in a while in clubs like the one I went to last night.

Its all the same. They drink, they gamble, they rent the services of ladies, they take in whatever they can to alight their consciousness to a temporary state of euphoria. All that money spent just to satisfy their carnal desires for roughly 8 hours.

Are men just really slaves of hormones?

I can only assume their POV. Im only 22. I might even eat my words when time comes. But i hope not. I pray to God i will not turn to one of them. I'm glad my friend isn't. He just goes there because its his job to maintain good relationship. He is a darn good father and an exellent husband. I pray that he will never turn into one of them. Please, pray for me too. I just want to do my job, get out of this race, and live a peaceful and serene life with my future loving wife and child.

1 comment:

  1. I hope you have plenty of girls... daughters I mean. This, in my experience puts things in order :)

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