I think I've finally gotten to the point where I wonder what sanity is. I have reached a point where I can see the things and people in this world will eventually mean nothing to me because my mortal body will have expired. Yet just beyond that grim horizon I see a force so divine it stirs a passion in me unlike anything. It makes me feel like the tribulations of existence are worth suffering because life can be so beautiful sometimes it's almost stifling.
It's not something many people think about but the fact that we are here right now is a miracle no matter how you slice it. Nevermind all the semantic bullshit we debate every day about religion, philosophy, and science. Just to be clear that was a really sarcastic comment because I don't condemn any of those belief systems at all, I'm actually a practitioner of all three to some degree. I'm just saying the fact that existence exists at all is a miracle. Maybe one day we will understand how but I doubt we will ever comprehend why.
On the upside all this turmoil has lead to creativity. While I'm still distracted by video games (I've become obsessed with The Walking Dead game since I got season two on sale) I've still managed to find time to write and I've also overcome a major solution to a problem I've had with the plot that makes me very happy. :)
Hopefully that trend will continue.
