bored

boredom is a plague on young minds. enslaves them into trains of thought that needn't be thought. i suffer from it badly. i am bored right now, as i write this my mind wonders, drowned in thought. swimming deep, finding more hidden caves that, lay hidden, deep are glorious treasures or macabre sorrows. thinking leads to depression, it quite simple in fact, smart people without money think, smart people with money buy, money doesn't buy happiness but it can rent it, everybody rents it once in awhile.

i feel stuck, unable to move, quicksand sand sucks me in greedily, first i struggle `but then whats the point, shit happens i've failed everything else, theirs nothing left.

people are the saviours of people, there is not going to be one man or women that will stand up and save us, there will be a symbol, given power by people, this symbol can come in any way shape or form, we all will have multiple symbols throughout life that will inspire us to hope, love, or to act, the ultimate would be marriage. the pinnacle of a confession of absolute adoration, yet to most people it has seem to lost its value. and that my friends depresses me, that people don't share the same sacredness of marriage i believe in, a certain action also has lost it value, it now held in the same regard as any general pastime.

god, some shit can just flow from the mind.