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i stopped believing in santa clause a long time ago.
sitting still and moving forward.
sometimes, i have a topic, sometimes, i don't.
i choose to ramble on.
pain is a part of existence.
existence is suffering.
without the suffering, the good parts wouldn't matter.
some would say it's all suffering, and no good parts...
but i happen to have an opinion on what i enjoy.
i guess it's part of living a life.
perhaps life is the first hill on a huge and insane roller coaster and what starts the real ride is your death.
sometimes, i ponder for no reason at all.
i think a lot.
i put a fair deal of energy into my mental processes.
i like to stay on my toes.
relaxation is beautiful, though.
and it comes and it goes, and i enjoy it while it's in front of me and hopw and wish for it when it goes away...
but you could say that about a lot of things.
i'm in the process of getting my clock in order.
forty-right hours of awake is no problem, more like forty anyway.
then cop some z's at 8-ish or earlier if i can swing it.
i may just skip re-re-reopening day tomorrow and get a good night's rest, awake refreshed, and continue towards that feeling.
suddenly i am very aware of a comic i caught somewhere along the line at rutgers.
it was a progression from high school to colloge to the real world, under each a net getting smaller and the drop growing until there was no net under the real world.
we are making this up as we go along.
any codes, rules, laws, etc. are merely suggestions...
someone else's opinion.
i understand the importance of maintaining order.
i don't kill people.
i don't rape or steal.
cue offbeat bare-ass.
the future is bright.
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be destroyed by yourself - 2005-05-30