So here I am again, wasting my time. I should be either sleeping, doing shyte, or going to work, but no.. I'm updating SG and pondering things about the universe.
Not really. Not like I have a drastic view, or a cynical outlook to ramble on about and for others to nod and smile and wonder where the hell I came up with such beautiful prose to exciten one's mind and satiate their hunger for meaningless words. I guess I'm just at a point where I'm through with the bull shit. I've seen things through too many lenses and I'm tired of people attempting to appear one way, and then when you know them, they are completely different. I'm tired of having to hold up and image to become one person's true fantasy, when behind those colors and words, I'm just me. So much of our lives is based on our perspectives of other people, and sadly, so much of those perspectives are laid out in neat order for people to view as they wish to, desire to, and they never see what's behind. It's so false.... sometimes I wonder if people have lost their self-images, and have let the image become their self. If one focuses too much on what they appear to be to everyone else, do they lose themselves in the process?
Anyway.. enough rambling... there is my beautiful prose, complete with cock and bull...
I'm reading Wicked again... I guess that's affecting this a bit... cause really, what is good and evil?
Not really. Not like I have a drastic view, or a cynical outlook to ramble on about and for others to nod and smile and wonder where the hell I came up with such beautiful prose to exciten one's mind and satiate their hunger for meaningless words. I guess I'm just at a point where I'm through with the bull shit. I've seen things through too many lenses and I'm tired of people attempting to appear one way, and then when you know them, they are completely different. I'm tired of having to hold up and image to become one person's true fantasy, when behind those colors and words, I'm just me. So much of our lives is based on our perspectives of other people, and sadly, so much of those perspectives are laid out in neat order for people to view as they wish to, desire to, and they never see what's behind. It's so false.... sometimes I wonder if people have lost their self-images, and have let the image become their self. If one focuses too much on what they appear to be to everyone else, do they lose themselves in the process?
Anyway.. enough rambling... there is my beautiful prose, complete with cock and bull...
I'm reading Wicked again... I guess that's affecting this a bit... cause really, what is good and evil?
P.S. You are pretty damn smart for a wee grasshopper....