Emotional Fossil Fuel
I am have been on the computer all night trying to find something stimulating to my brain meats but i think they still feel empty and then you get to that hard question. why am i still here? what does my ego want in this body. i don't have much that i keep my ego entertained any more. it is getting a sense of "i have seen it all" it's all just energy condensed into three dimensional matter... i feel satisfied i guess. there is not much that compels me. i had thousands of stories, paintings ideas and projects but none have ever lived up to my expectations. i am not compelled by the hate for my father that i use to feel. i guess lately i haven't been running off of past energies, i am switching to a much cleaner burn with less desire and true want. i am running off of pure love. all though most concepts and images don't arose me anymore i do feel an over whelming amount of love for everything around me lately. i feel like i could warm the world with my arms like sun rays.
maybe i am just a faggot.
maybe i am just a faggot.