Update I guess
I don't think I recognize why I am updating. I have no desire to talk about mundane trivialities that are the day to day happenings of my life. The alternative woyld be to share my philosophical views, however unwanted or disagreed with they may be, just as I always have done. Yet I am not truly sure what to say.
I suppose there are things I shall never know, like if my perception of how others feel and think is truly correct. This from some of you who know me may sound ironical as I have a tendency to have a good grasp on what people think at certain critical times. Such is the nature of prediciting illogical reaction. But thought goes far deeper than that, and the thoughts I'm concerned with I will never know.
Many things of life, and of me have changed, but I realize the one thing that has stayed the same beyond all shadow of a doubt is my desire to be somebody else. I have nothing to hate about my life, nothing to really dislike. I'm spoilt beyond reason, really. But what does suffering or riches matter if you percieve completion? Childhood daydreams have forever held my interest, and oft my attentionspan, so many dreams of good and bad, excitement and sadness, sufferng and opulence.
Bah, I suppose I have better things to be doing than obsessing over endless thought circles.
I suppose there are things I shall never know, like if my perception of how others feel and think is truly correct. This from some of you who know me may sound ironical as I have a tendency to have a good grasp on what people think at certain critical times. Such is the nature of prediciting illogical reaction. But thought goes far deeper than that, and the thoughts I'm concerned with I will never know.
Many things of life, and of me have changed, but I realize the one thing that has stayed the same beyond all shadow of a doubt is my desire to be somebody else. I have nothing to hate about my life, nothing to really dislike. I'm spoilt beyond reason, really. But what does suffering or riches matter if you percieve completion? Childhood daydreams have forever held my interest, and oft my attentionspan, so many dreams of good and bad, excitement and sadness, sufferng and opulence.
Bah, I suppose I have better things to be doing than obsessing over endless thought circles.