I'm feeling out of sorts lately..Might be due to my sickness, or maybe due to the series of events that's been happening around me..And I guess that's inevitable. Hate the fact that it can't be really solved, and avoiding it can't make it work out too. Guess making it clear and obvious might do the trick, but one thing is that a part of my body hurts, possibly it's just because some things have to be let go off, in order to attain higher aspects of life. Life seriously sucks, and finding one's purpose in life is also seriously mind wrecking, and equally frustrating.

I hate it when people tell me to find my own purpose, when actually they're not even helping at all. I think that one just has to get enlightenment somehow, maybe when I finally fall down, either spiritually or physically, it doesn't matter. What i feel is to be my purpose is just for me to pass my time, making use of minutes and seconds to get over issues fumbling around in my head. Time is just an antidote, but also at the same time, a poison. A poison; because events happen when time passes, and some hurts. Avoiding is not the only solution, facing it face to face is, yet, fear is another thing. Fear of facing the facts, fear of facing the truth, fear of losing something, fear of getting hurt. Time helps to heal wounds, but just superficial ones, not those deep cuts.

Motto for life: Don't start anything without having a realization of the consequences of the ending.

END of out of sort-ness..

Monkey business yo!
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