moshe

I am me. I am blank. A person. That's all. I have absolutely nothing interesting about me at all -- to myself that is.Isn't that facinating?Life for me is a struggle, a battle, a war. Why? Why is it so? Why is that way?The eternal questions of life bother me all the time. Perhaps one day I shall find the answers.Struggling for meaning. Searching for inspiration. Used to be religious. Much meaning there. Or so I thought.Dealing with constant rejection.Dealing with issues of dejection.Self-Accusatoriation.Wish all would just be love and peace. Wonder why struggle must exist.Love for all creatures -- working on that.Meaning of that?Why that?Why live? Now that I do, what for?Fun? I guess I must make the best possible reality -- just because I could.Want to want to want to learn learn learn. Learn about thought, love, power.Want to strive. At the moment, seem to have none.Love of God.Amaaan!