I am a wandering philosopher. In crisis we flee for cover while i stand to laugh in its face. I enjoy the sounds of sorrow that come flowing from a minor chord. I change only to better myself. The deep appreciation and understanding of music i have, i use to understand life.
The passions that drive us should be the ones we respect and admire. To feel contempt for one's own motivations is a vulgar thing. Too often, it seems, I've succumbed to less than admirable compulsions driven by this furiously reprehensible machine of mine. So many things inside that I can do without - Desires and urges and what not. So extraneous. By the time I write here again, I hope to be as cold as the moon that lights this page.
The moon has nothing but the light it bears. Where does the light come from? The sun, love. Everything is powered by this vast thing we call love. As the universe explains. Its unreachable in length and there are no ends. The hardships in love and life are as the stars have ventured to make what we are today.
i hate everyone....people are lowlife scum. and im amongst the rest of them. but because by human nature...being selfish, i stand above everyone else just enough to be accepted by myself.
And so shall i be judged apon the words stated here. It shall be proven time and time again that human nature prevails. Which isnt a good thing.
