Tuesday, December 11, 2007

In the Case of My Demise

The world is not cruel to me. No one abuses or bullies me, nor do they even mock or challenge me. I admit that I once took a great step in the correct direction and have since journeyed many inconceivable routes to the present. Yet as every visit was anticipated, my growing baggage slowed me down. It is nature's occurrence to recycle feelings and old torments, the cruelty that may follow you down the entire pipe dream.

No song lulls me to peace nor insight. It is silent, and not a sound but the slow crackle of my cigarette entertains my senses. This feeling, my state of awareness, has and will always be my final requiem. With no future past my key strokes will I sign to exist, life is a contract someone signed me into with regretable circumstances in which I can not fulfill myself.

So many times have I been destroyed and was left to operate under command of a broken occupational code, I allowed myself to remain terror stricken for so long. May the god that never existed reside in the mythology books. Kurt Davis, so little has ever been said of this Demi-god. And none shall be spoken save credit to every success I was willing to fight for.

I now reside alone in my room, but alone never truly. As long as my blood may sutain my brain, my brain will set the residence of many more extensions, each adorning their own personality and beauty.

Things are changing inside.
My catylists are sparse and many more terrors are to come in the future.

The Odin Agenda Proceeds

Nihilism 1

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Finally am I able to discover a very pure source feeding my hopeless parasite. We are hoarded into rundown buildings under municipal law, required to violate the brain with the most monotonous classes of information. All sources and relevance of information is so particularly unneeded to my metaphysical figure. As a scholar, I accept all information which can be offered to me, however, the audacious guidance of lesser systems trumps my own development and no one cares to recognize an impromptu philosopher.