What is it about you that draws me near?
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Inside, I feel empty. It is because of this connection with emptiness that I dedicate my life to searching. My search is different from that of others however, because my search is an internal one. This I suspect to be immediately untrue though because the mere act of separating oneself from anything, regardless of perceived connection is in itself a flawed act. Consider this; to speak of one thing is to speak of all things, and to speak of an internal is to reference the absolute relevance of an external within a given discourse. Therefore, to search within, one must look outside. The self is in itself neither separate nor singular.
Posted on 5:50 PM
It seems to me that everything of importance, both monumental and mild acts of importance, begin within the fervent sparks of a personal plan; which is to say that every life destined to mean anything at all, must at some point lock itself into an absolute and moreover concise statement of purpose.
Posted on 5:40 PM
World, I disagree with you. I disagree with a sincerity and passion seldom found upon your surface. You and I have never actually been in full agreement, but as of late, the distance between our personal perspectives has grown so great that if I could summon the strength to sprout wings right now, I would. And without skipping a beat, my feet would spring from your surface leaving our disagreements to fade into the distance between us.
Posted on 5:39 PM
A gun is a device that was created for the purpose of launching a tiny projectile hard enough and fast enough into and out of a living body with little or no effort. This is an act that is for all accountable purposes, impossible to do on one's own. Defend the guns existence if you must, but I believe that given the awe inspiring amount of effort a woman must undertake in order to create life, it is only right to limit the ease at which it can be taken.
Posted on 5:32 PM
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