Tuesday, September 12, 2006
If you've NOTICED, my posts are like SHRINKING. Getting SHORTER and SHORTER as the time goes by. I don't really have much to CONVEY nowadays, I just keep RANTING, GRUNTING, SNORTING about how FCKED UP my life is and all, its getting BORING isn't it? Perhaps a CHANGE would be GOOD.
Well, I'll TRY. Its gonna be REAL HARD to ADJUST to it, considering the FACT that I've been EMOing 8 out of 7 days a WEEK for the past MONTHS or SO. Its like I should STOP blogging at night or something, ITS ALWAYS at NIGHT when the COLD and SOLITUDE gets to you, leaving you feeling so ever VULNERABLE and LONELY. That's when ALL the NEGATIVE EMOtions OVERWHELM and ENGULF you, and cause you to START WALLOWING in SELF PITY. Just when you thought it was ALL OVER, it HITS you RIGHT in the FACE AGAIN. WHAM! and you find yourself CRYING to SLEEP, WAKING up in the morning, CONVINCING yourself that you're ALRIGHT, only to FIND the CYCLE repeating as the DAY goes by.
Seriously SICK of the FEELING, and FEELING seriously SICK as well.
Here's some FOOD for THOUGHT. in MY case KNOWN as INGENUITY and PHILOSOPHY COMPLEXITY. get?
What's the MEANING of your EXISTANCE? fcking CLICHE. so WHAT? I can't THINK of any SENSIBLE shit to CRAP about NOW. Its like in the WEE hours of the MORNING, and YOU guys so ALL take a PISS in the TOILET.
In SHORT, My "BEING" becomes RECOGNIZABLE and EXISTS through the REACTIONS of OTHERS. If I see that I am LOVED, NEEDED or RESPECTED, I know I EXIST. Simple? However, the VOID, which is also the "Not to be", is only POSSIBLE to RECOGNIZE by NOT observing what others feel and say.
Just when it all START to MAKE SENSE, now there YOU are CONFUSED like a LOST SHEEP.
Its LATE, Time to go to BED.
Nobody said it feels so good
Nobody told me it'll be so beautiful
Nobody warned me about your smile
For I love not too wisely but too well.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT,