May I always be free from the past
May I never be a slave to the future
May I always act as if I will die at any moment
May every moment bring me realization
May every experience awaken me
May I always live as a benevolent amnesiac
May the self that my mind has made forever die
May the truth of who I am...
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May I never be a slave to the future
May I always act as if I will die at any moment
May every moment bring me realization
May every experience awaken me
May I always live as a benevolent amnesiac
May the self that my mind has made forever die
May the truth of who I am...
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And I'm wide awake. I gave up on sleeping about an hour ago, when I finally got up, walked to the gas station, and got some coffee. Everything is peaceful at 4 in the morning. Even the most intense party-goers are usually knocked out at this point. All was tranquility. There is something really empowering about walking around when the rest of the world is...
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sassitude:
I have to work at 5 am quite often, which means that I'm out and about around 4:45. I agree, the world is so quiet during that time, even in the busy neighborhood where I work. There's something about the brisk morning air, the stillness, and all the empty surrounding businesses that make me feel like the only person alive at that hour. It's early, but refreshing, and it's kinda cool to watch the rest of the neigborhood wake up gradually.
Thanks for the comment, it was comforting. I'm glad someone thinks I'm doing alright
Thanks for the comment, it was comforting. I'm glad someone thinks I'm doing alright
Today I kissed a leper on the mouth and caught enlightenment. Today I was born into villainy, and realized the evil that paragons of virtue present. Today I dropped the baggage that I was carrying around, the baggage that I thought was going to make me immortal. The quest for immortality, which just about everyone pursues whether they know it or not, is a memory...
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mezereona:
no, actually I'm really into balance of things...can't have the good times w/o bad and such...
perfection is overrated anyway
perfection is overrated anyway
This is my third year in college, and I'm probably only half-way through when you consider the double-major and the education minor. I spent the last couple of hours fantasizing about being in a car crash before I became compelled to start reading Fight Club again, and this is when I discovered the sum of what I have learned after over $60k and three years...
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I'm starting to find that fantasy no longer sustains me like it once did. I can't live off of daydreams anymore, unless I can see through to the reality that is often hidden behind them. I was talking to a group of three girls the other night, two of which I have romantically pursued in the past. The more I listened to them the more...
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mezereona:
Well, The first two are a bit less serious and more humorous, but you have to be fond of that dry sarcastic wit that few have. I enjoy it, so I found her first two books pretty funny...then the series gets more dark, intimate, serious...therefore less funny overall...but I it did not change my view of the series... love it. Perhaps her humor just doesn't suit you...or her writing style. Who knows? It might have been your mood. Lots of things factor into the enjoyment. Still, sorry you didn't find it so appealing.
This is going to sound very silly, as my outlook isn't very bright at this time, but I hope things start looking a bit less depressing for you.
This is going to sound very silly, as my outlook isn't very bright at this time, but I hope things start looking a bit less depressing for you.
bree:
Very well said! 
Today I had to stop what I was doing at work and call into question whether or not I still believe in love. I guess there has always been this division of love for me, many different varieties and flavors, and the more I start to tear down the dichotomies in my way of thinking, the more I start to feel that I may never...
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Today I find myself once again gazing into beauty that is without parallel. No matter how long I stay away, no matter how many other women I behold, there is no comparison to the raidiance which this one sheds. I wonder if everyone is so easily drawn in by someone. Is it a failing to hold someone in such high esteem, or a virtue? I...
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Like the fallen Morningstar, and the great hero Prometheus, I feel the fire of defiance burning in my breast. I sever all that was, renounce the former corpse of myself and arise from the ashes with wings spread wide. I encourage everyone to reach up and steal the fires of heaven for the good of all mankind. All the guilt and all the pain and...
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Today the shadow people have stolen my mind energy in hopes of crippling my omnipotence with lethargy. Their tendrils will not bind me though, and I shall tear myself free from the writhing deathgrip which they have so cleverly tried to ensnare my spirit in. I will find my sanity in nonsensical ramblings, a magick ritual to burn away the madness and convert it into...
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Going back to the shrink today, and none too soon. The stress from being back in school is building up and wearing me down. So far I have been hanging in there fairly well, but I missed class today and this is only the second week... There's no point in beating myself up over it though, I suppose. I wouldn't have slept in if I...
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Umm, there are places to complain about stuff like paying for a 2-day arrival and not getting it for weeks afterward.