<<<<< i really have no idea why i decided to create this, let alone let anybody else in the world aware of these thoughts.>>>>>
".....maybe someday i will find the inner peace that i long for, there are breif moments in time that i have felt such bliss, but alas, tonight i feel sad. i feel dispassionate, anxious, concious that i am going through life, going through the motions. But worst of all i do not feel alive despite the extraodinary achievments i have made......"
".........my desire to share my happiness with someone - anyone - is plagued by either my own sense of selfish supremacy or an incomprehensable lack of emotional and spiritual connection with those that i desire the most. i should feel lucky, i do not have the physically disadvantages of someone in a wheelchair or a bind man perhaps. like most of us, the good is almost always not good enough......."
"...but such is life. and ironically as difficult as it is to be happy, it is just as impossible for me to feel profoundly sad. depression and ecstasy seem to be more of a concept - intellectually understood with complete clarity - yet strangley not felt inside my heart. with a numb sense of optimism i press on in life, desperately clutching for those moments....."
"Where has the love gone?"
".....maybe someday i will find the inner peace that i long for, there are breif moments in time that i have felt such bliss, but alas, tonight i feel sad. i feel dispassionate, anxious, concious that i am going through life, going through the motions. But worst of all i do not feel alive despite the extraodinary achievments i have made......"
".........my desire to share my happiness with someone - anyone - is plagued by either my own sense of selfish supremacy or an incomprehensable lack of emotional and spiritual connection with those that i desire the most. i should feel lucky, i do not have the physically disadvantages of someone in a wheelchair or a bind man perhaps. like most of us, the good is almost always not good enough......."
"...but such is life. and ironically as difficult as it is to be happy, it is just as impossible for me to feel profoundly sad. depression and ecstasy seem to be more of a concept - intellectually understood with complete clarity - yet strangley not felt inside my heart. with a numb sense of optimism i press on in life, desperately clutching for those moments....."
"Where has the love gone?"
