Deep In The Forrest

“I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.” ~Stephen Hawking It's Sunday night... I wish I had the time to throw down a really long blog entry, not that anyone would really read it. I really don't have the time anyways since it is kinda late and I have to watch True Blood before konking out for the night... so there. Amidst the muck of all things human and putrid, where the rude asshole reign and the stupid people continue to be allowed to breed, there are glimmers of hope that allow me deep sighs of tranquility. Just like today, for instance, I got a decently early start, rode my bike down to Mom's in a great temperature... it stayed in the 80s pretty much. It felt so good outside. Once again, the "Bob Ross Paintings" zipped by, one after one... (Bob Ross Paintings, that's what I have come to affectionately call the scenery that I pass when I elect to be blissful a...

Yeah, may it be with you... you know, "The Force". Mine is surely not. Something is draining the very life force from me in more ways than one. It feels delicious, it feels miserable. By day's end I am spectacularly worn to a frazzle, short-circuited... In Love with a capital Hate. I'm sick of it all, and also I want seconds. What is it? Existence, fate, destino!!! It's deliciously, maliciously poisoned. Where we'll end up and what we know to be the truth may change from day-to-day. I'm gonna let it melt in my mouth, and savor the maniacal flavor. Tired of being bored, rotting and preparing for death all around. Gonna stop worrying about it all and just lie back and stop swimming against the tide... just until I float way beyond oblivion (or go over the edge, whichever happens first). ;) Just an FYI y'know...