Fact or friction.

Every silver lining has a cloud.
Every day has it's dog.
I reason why while others do and die.
Up is not the only way.
A piece of string is always twice the length from one end to its middle.
 
These are facts, as twisted as they are.
Unsullied by banal optimism but nonetheless true.
My truthisms shall shoot across the face of acceptability like a pessimist's orgasm and sting the eyes of those who only see the rosiness of life.
 
Wake up! 
I shall drag you down to my level to show how life is for those of us more fortunate to have removed the rose tinted shackles of social confinement and embraced reality.
Life owes you nothing.
Carpe jugulum lest your days seize up.
I shall go forth.
I shall throw angels out of my path to tread where they quiver.
I shall lobotomise the elephant so it will damned well forget.
I shall not stop until I am forcibly halted in my tracks.
 
Pitfalls and tribulation abound in this life.
Knowing they're there doesn't mean you ever know where until it's too late.
That is why you must cherish the moments as they fall 
For like a snowflake falling toward a campfire, chaos will have its will done.
It's whim catered for without recourse and with recalcitrant obstinacy.
 
Such is life. Such is existence. 
There is no permanence in this transient world.