Things are going pretty well for me ( Read more... )

Still amble slowly though the forest,
all the crisp and dying trees are beautiful.
The fauna is not for the gods, but to be imbraced by the care free.
We, she says, are not.
I, she says, feel the warm tingle down
my forearms to the tips of my nails,
I feel all of the enveloping green.

One will be defined by her beauty,
because though all the heroines of lore
live in minds, minds are given to body.

Limitless ( Read more... )

Ease is not the virtue of humanity ( Read more... )

Michael stole $40 of mine. Now I will likely overdraft and will not be able to buy my antidepressants. On that note, I feel like I'm slipping and there is no hope. It has ceased to be a dark cloud making me not enjoy things, and devouring my interests, and is now nothing. I don't feel negativity, I don't feel any value in life. I feel so surprised ( Read more... )

The circular Earth always exposes it's eternal belly, thrust out towards the sun, and on her belly a field of green grass. The first day of sun in late Winter, the grass is like fresh paint on canvas - an unbelievable shade, exuberant and crisp. Though chilly, the sun warms, and saps away dew from the fields, and people mill about with smiles on ( Read more... )

Once god snapped his fingers, like spinning a top, and put this all to motion. Each revolution, each day, I find the time falling away, sounds perishing, and light fading. Leaves fall like pages of a calendar, and winter snow obscures and decomposes everything that once was. I would die if not for the will of billions of other humans, to sit and ( Read more... )

I am utterly depressed. Nothing holds value to me, the only thing that's good at all is that which doesn't make me feel anything at all. I tried to take PEA to make me feel better, but I just realized that I'm depressed. It's a distraction that makes me feel like I'm doing something about my condition but instead I just feel guilty because I'm ( Read more... )

At wits end, let's be solemn ( Read more... )