Feb 01, 2006 08:21
Yesterday I touched the sky.
It was one of those moments of rushing bliss which was also placid. I don't like calling it happiness. I wasn't happy. I was indifferent. I was elevated. It's one of those rare moments in time where I can feel each word that I say, and each philosophical, moral, and ethic idea that I have becomes more than the right thing to do, but I actually feel their ... sacredness? Wrong word. Power. No. Enlightenment? Maybe. But I felt, for once in a long time, the words which I babble. And I remembered how much sense it all made, once more, because in my usual state I simply forget and wonder why the Hell I am even the way I am.
Of course ... these things don't last long. I always tumble back down to earth feeling lost and confused and human again. But I was reminded, and then it was gone.
But that's alright, I guess. It doesn't last forever.
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Aside that? Meh. I'm annoyed with some things and sad with some things. Life tends to be like that. Not much I can do about it, I guess, 'cept try to not let it affect me. C'est la vie. Oui.