art

my favourite artist is banksy, you should look him up, quite impressive, makes good political art.

love

am i in love or infatuated? i don't know, does this person capture my eye or my spirit? i don't know. the only thing that does seem clear at the moment is that my brain seems occupied.

long gone

long gone are days of old
long gone are days of sorrow
usher in the new days
days of clear heading
straight path
no fog or mist to shroud my heading
i feel anew

facebook is fucking confusing

all about me

alice in wonderland

i just found out that a new Alice in Wonderland movie is coming out, and this cheers me up, even more so now that i know Johnny Depp is in it and that Tim Burton is directing. comes out next year in march.

maturity

there are two ways to look at maturity I'm told.

1. loss of innocence
2. to come to the conclusion that you cannot change the system, you have to play it

youth is the only thing valuable in life, when we lose it all else is lost, meaningless.

henceforth youth is not measured by years but by state of mind.

INADEQUATE

I feel powerless in my life. i feel like my very existing is futile. there are things that i want to do yet i cannot, for i amount insurmountable hurdles of which my brains magnifies. I'm where i don't want to be, i yearn for people, i feel isolated, bounded by my minds propaganda, locked in by imaginary doors, i need power for what i must do, for the loneliness, the fucking loneliness is crushing me, drawing out my breath, slowly,slowly,slowly bringing me to the end, all the while i am very aware of this, this fucking predicament.
I'm a fucking fool for opening like this, yet it's attractive, a blueprint of my brain, my fucked up brain, which teachers loved yet i hated, my brain that see fit to ask questions that needn't, and shouldn't be asked, a brain that see fit to pass whole days by in the hope of coming to a conclusion on some perverted or petty idea.

what can i do?
i am amazed that people talk to me