Insert Melancholy after Midnight
I can't help but be sucked into the grey. I'm not truly depressed, what would I even really be upset about? So instead it's an intangable frustration which I try my hardest not to let out on those undiserving observers of my daily circus.
Still, laying in bed, without the constant stimuli of a daytime adventure, it's almost impossible not to be pessimistic and morbid.
I've also come to realize that you can't find God through intellectual reasoning; it's a process which is much more personal. Your thoughts are constantly being modified by the world in which you find yourself. Nothing can change the emotions inherent to a spiritual revelation.
in other words: thought isn't the highest form of self discovery. back to the drawing board batman.
Still, laying in bed, without the constant stimuli of a daytime adventure, it's almost impossible not to be pessimistic and morbid.
I've also come to realize that you can't find God through intellectual reasoning; it's a process which is much more personal. Your thoughts are constantly being modified by the world in which you find yourself. Nothing can change the emotions inherent to a spiritual revelation.
in other words: thought isn't the highest form of self discovery. back to the drawing board batman.