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I'm at a loss for words tonight. The week has been slightly rough, but it's getting better every day.
No quips or visions to passionately write about. No righteous indignation or thoughts of changing the world. Just .. nothing, tonight.
It's strange, feeling some what empty. It's strange not seeing or feeling. But this has been labeled "the dark season of the soul" by others experiencing it. I feel lifeless.
In my english literature class I have listened to the instructor making slants about the existence of God and referring to love as something that we really just make up but really there's no such thing as unconditional love and our concept of love only causes pain.
Well, she's right in some aspects. But in others, not at all. It's so.. blind.
But my juice is all gone, it feels like my words are empty and speaking from my mind is pointless.
But I do it anyway, God knows I won't allow her to stand there and mock everything I believe in so cynically.
And so, I offer my limited insights.
But I'm realizing that everything is empty without love.
No quips or visions to passionately write about. No righteous indignation or thoughts of changing the world. Just .. nothing, tonight.
It's strange, feeling some what empty. It's strange not seeing or feeling. But this has been labeled "the dark season of the soul" by others experiencing it. I feel lifeless.
In my english literature class I have listened to the instructor making slants about the existence of God and referring to love as something that we really just make up but really there's no such thing as unconditional love and our concept of love only causes pain.
Well, she's right in some aspects. But in others, not at all. It's so.. blind.
But my juice is all gone, it feels like my words are empty and speaking from my mind is pointless.
But I do it anyway, God knows I won't allow her to stand there and mock everything I believe in so cynically.
And so, I offer my limited insights.
But I'm realizing that everything is empty without love.