Reaching above the floor

[kermit392]

Alright, I'm feeling pretty down. At the moment, I'm wanting to stop worrying, planning, contemplating, and being completely absorbed by thoughts of this F'ing place. I want to stand up, pack my stuff, and leave. I don't know where I would go, I dont know what I would do, but I would be gone. I don't know why I would do it, but I would. I'm

Comments

[the_wife]

hey kev... my guess is that you've tasted something better than the world and its junk once upon a time. what you do with that will determine what your life will be lived for. there is a reason to live...the greatest one....but it comes with the cost of ourselves... anyway.. in the end...you have to surrender to something...everyone does...we are all worshipers...you just have to decide what's going to be worthy for you to bow down to. dont mean to be so deep but i care about you so id thought id share with you my thoughts. if you ever want to talk, even though im sure you already know some of what i would say, just let me know

[kermit392]

Thanks Lauren, I'm always open to talk....hope everything is going well at school.

[nuwandawc]

What is truth? Truth is something so noble that if God could turn aside from it, I could keep the truth and let God go.

meister eckhart, german christian mystic

find your own Truth, and god will follow you there. hope you've gotten your sleep schedule worked out.

[ex_ironin]

The nihlism of the soul continues my friend... soon you'll reach my levels and realize FREE is not so much an illusion, but it's so damn elusive. It's not like pornography anymore... I don't even think we'd know it if we saw it. And if we did, what would we do? I think freedom's a very lonely place. When things hurt, that's okay, shit happens, and when things are pleasurable, that's okay too, shit happens. One day, you'll be too fucking tired to suffer the slings and arrows that you do, and you'll give in to your nine-to-five, or your classes, or your spouse, or your lover, or your unused box of rubbers (oops, okay so that one's mine) or what-the-fuck-ever is really wearing away at your soul (like a fucking grinder on a piece of quartz... so pretty, so beautiful, so UN-NECESSARY to fuck with) and you'll just live in monotany. And I'll kick open a beer with you there, and you can have the tour, but I'll probably too fucking tired, so you'll only get a ten cent tour, and that's my two cents. Peace.

~Adam