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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

think about it.

we as a species associate the unknown with the divine. God is a word to simply describe the sum of everything we do not collectively know. We place the unknown on golden pedestals and raise these ideas of things of concepts we don't know or completely understand to divine levels in our collective understanding. perfection is the thing we cannot ever achieve in the most complete sense of the word and god is perfect. We know nothing on a grander scale about god whatsoever. The unknown equals the divine.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

prayers to the one of the word may the wasteland flourish and thrive with life once again soon soon I can't live in this for much longer.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

It's soooo the loneliest number, you know.

I've been very hermit-like as of late in regards to my daily routines. I feel as though everyone I know and care about has been collected, labeled, and set on some shelf in a far distant corner of my room. Put out of my head, as it were. This in the long run results in feelings of loneliness setting in, depression, disgruntlement as it were. A bad thing, this hermit-stuff, yes? Except I am unable to rid myself of the circumstances which create the scenario at this point. Two important points: My job keeps me away from people as a rule. As in the schedule is not one that fits in with the schedules of others. But the larger issue at hand here seems to be something more subtle, more elusive to the mental grasp. People have been shying away from me, causing me to lose enthusiasm in social encounters on a level resembling the disassociation of the mind with that of the collective majority. It continues to power itself at a level perpetual, a vicious cycle without end. Soon I am never seeing anyone for weeks at a time. I bounce between my coworkers and my roommates with seemingly no hope of crawling out of the groove that has been dug.
So now I am here.
What do I do at this point? What are my moves I need to make to start seeing people again outside of home and work?
In time, the solution will present itself. In the interim, I simply have to be patient, and remember that my abilities and skills will yield a solution faster than I currently realize.