I think I may have discovered a source of my despair.
When I stop and look around me I find few with any inspiration. The goal of most of my associates (friends?) is simply to get through this day and on to the next. Where are the hopes and dreams of people? Where are the empire builders, where are those with true vision?
I've only recently decided to endure today with the hope that tomorrow won't be as bad. Hope of course is one part planning, one part luck, and one part a roll of the dice.
Now Im off to see the head doctor, edits invariably to follow...
Edit: To assume that one discovery is the truth upon which to build would be to give a false hope. Hope is in little supply in the here and now, hope has no influence on the outcome of the roll of the dice.
Dr. Fox has probed about my suicidal feelings and I hate to say that I told a half-truth. Upon many hours of reflection I can honestly say that my thoughts of suicide have subsided, but the FEELINGS of suicide are as strong as always.
I have yet to hear a good argument against.
Who the hell would notice when one point of light in a thousand is extinguished?
Not you, and that is my point.
When I stop and look around me I find few with any inspiration. The goal of most of my associates (friends?) is simply to get through this day and on to the next. Where are the hopes and dreams of people? Where are the empire builders, where are those with true vision?
I've only recently decided to endure today with the hope that tomorrow won't be as bad. Hope of course is one part planning, one part luck, and one part a roll of the dice.
Now Im off to see the head doctor, edits invariably to follow...
Edit: To assume that one discovery is the truth upon which to build would be to give a false hope. Hope is in little supply in the here and now, hope has no influence on the outcome of the roll of the dice.
Dr. Fox has probed about my suicidal feelings and I hate to say that I told a half-truth. Upon many hours of reflection I can honestly say that my thoughts of suicide have subsided, but the FEELINGS of suicide are as strong as always.
I have yet to hear a good argument against.
Who the hell would notice when one point of light in a thousand is extinguished?
Not you, and that is my point.
niobe:
Happy Birthday!