"the bleeding of my eyelids page me..."
i feel that i am discontent, detached, and disapointed often because my mind prefers continuity before satisfaction. in a way gaining satisfaction from continuity rather than from the ease that would accompany contentment, conection, and affirmation.
i feel that i do have a philosophical mind. i find that thought provoking conversation often leaves me pulling out my hair but in the end i have to ask myself; will i ever know the answers to the questions i pose? can i accept that those answers may be unobtainable in my lifetime? is it enough that i ask these questions? or should i pull out all of my hair and interrogate the subconcious for answers? i really fight with these questions. i am very bi-polar when it comes to approaching them.
i hallucinate often, it seems, these days. i do believe that i am haunted by my unwillingness to accept that this is it.
i feel that i do have a philosophical mind. i find that thought provoking conversation often leaves me pulling out my hair but in the end i have to ask myself; will i ever know the answers to the questions i pose? can i accept that those answers may be unobtainable in my lifetime? is it enough that i ask these questions? or should i pull out all of my hair and interrogate the subconcious for answers? i really fight with these questions. i am very bi-polar when it comes to approaching them.
i hallucinate often, it seems, these days. i do believe that i am haunted by my unwillingness to accept that this is it.