Diary of Stuff (Volume I)
This online diary thing is a sucky thing. I think I'll
stick to paper, and keep my thoughts (and self delusions)
private for a while, lol. :)
....or maybe try writing in another language......I'm sick and bored
of the english language, lol, lmao, rofl, roflmaoolimho
....I can't seem to find any interesting or inspiring words (or
feelings for that matter). oh well......
I could study languages, and invent my own....Yeah! And then slap a
world around it! I'm far too old to undertake such endeavors,
though. Gawd, old, AND decrepit, what a combo-nation, especially in
this day and age. .....Faaaaaaaaade innnnnnntoooooooooo
i suppose i'm jealous of tolkien, he cheated.....he started early,
and no one said that he couldn't, not like in today's world, where
every thought of over achievement will get you shot down like the
deluded mannequin that you are.........
I think I have too much time on my hands, I should shut this off and
spend more time with the people around me......duhhhhhh, that sounds
like good advice, hehe.
....this will self destruct in 5 minutes.......hehehe
....but what do the sound wise men say about wants and desires? Oh
yeah, stifle them, you'll only face utter disappointment, and end up
burning your insides in the process.
I feel like I need to be riding among the plains upon a wild steed
hooping and hollering and slapping my horse on his rump and getting
him to go faster... Charge, charge, and then charge some more. Ride
up on a hill, stop, watch the sun hide her gloriousness past the edge
of the earth, and wait for the moon to take her place, casting his
cold and indifferent reflected light on our grotesque and contorted
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