......why do we do it? I have my reasons......to numb the pain of daily life that lately is spinning more and more wildly out of my control.....to forget the nagging thoughts and fears that whisper like demons in my ear incessantly......to give me a brief respite from the very act of thinking at all.
I am of the strong conviction as of late that life is a riddle that has no answer....it is all a cosmic joke of which we all are the butt of......and if I find that *** of a bitch hiding somewhere out here in the vastness, behind a collapsing star, clutching the icy tail of a comet, or basking too close to the sun, I am going to pummel him, or her, and then calmly inquire if they are laughing now.
I am not enjoying being alive right now, though I suppose I have it "pretty good." Fair enough.
My feet are planted on the face of the dry moon, and I am trying to drown myself.
I am of the strong conviction as of late that life is a riddle that has no answer....it is all a cosmic joke of which we all are the butt of......and if I find that *** of a bitch hiding somewhere out here in the vastness, behind a collapsing star, clutching the icy tail of a comet, or basking too close to the sun, I am going to pummel him, or her, and then calmly inquire if they are laughing now.
I am not enjoying being alive right now, though I suppose I have it "pretty good." Fair enough.
My feet are planted on the face of the dry moon, and I am trying to drown myself.