I don’t agree with natural selection when it comes to humans. I think we are where we are in this world in time because of our independance of thought. We adapt well. I think that natural selection,specifically finding a mate and feeling that they are disirable based on typical nature law like being strongest for …
i dont want to forget you but i will if it helps you. I have your picture in my heart and its fading fast.
What’s the point of living if you don’t live? If you don’t fight for a cause? When there is no reason for something then why should we live? Should we live for the sake of living for it’s our god given right? Or should we live for a reason – a reason that we want …
I trust no one. Not even the sun that greets me in the morning, nor the birds that sing to me in the evening. I sense the deception in all things at times even those that hold my hand. I sense perpetration like a silent assasin concealed in the darkness – waiting. It’s my nature …
Sometimes I think that I’m alive only within a small bubble. Just me and this life of mine. I work everyday for myself and I enjoy it within my bubble, it’s progressing me and I’m happy with myself – i am furfilling what I want furfilled, each day that I live…. I’m just not sure …
Christmas time for some I imagine is a terrible time… It seems to bring heightened emotions to everything. The moaning Christmas carols fade away as the essential facts stand ever fast. Smily faces become sad faces, happy sounds become gloomy skies and warmth of the world dies and shrivels before you… You are. Separated by …
[display_podcast] Sometimes I wonder about why things are difficult. Why i don’t tend to do so well. Sometimes i think that i’m on my own, and everything will have to be done alone, by myself. truthfully, I’m always been alone, somehow i seem to forget everyone else. but sometimes i get bored with myself – …
Self inflicted wounds, a convicted run rate from everything. A lie about life. I am interrupted from everything by everything. Lifelines are ready to leave me or decieve me. I watch myself, carefully until I cannot tell who I am watching. I am the thief king of the night! Slightly, I move past the night, …
What’s the point in living? Is there anything worth being? Wheni find myself apart of life – I wonder why? Why am I apart of things? Why am I sharing myself with nature, people, emotions?
Sometimes, when within, I give in, I let my thoughts free, free from the shackles of my mind and they find themselves out here, in the world. On the outside, they float around my face, around my nose they drift magically. So enthusiastic, they smile and swim so swiftly…but I cannot breath. My mind fails …