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I'm sick and tired of this world.

All that matters is proof. We've succumbed to the only thing we cannot have as the standard of existence.
What a total utter contradiction, these lives we lead.

It's not about what I know, it's proof that I know it. What is proof? It's in the form of documents and papers, it's not in the form of what I can speak about to you or explain to you, it's not even about what I can prove with my own two hands.

It's just about documents...just about papers and electronic information on the superhighway to hell.

I don't like it and I don't want it. But I don't have a choice other than death itself. I have no choice...I have nothing yet the world expects me to have something.

These illusions that run our lives, the nothing nothings, existence itself, it's all just an illusion, either created by the people or created by the mind or created by the creator or created by sheer random chance during the creation of the universe, all was known before it was and all will be as it should've been from then on.

We have no choice, we have the illusion of choice.
We have no life, we have the illusion of life.
We have no power, we have the illusion of power.
We have no proof, we have the illusion of proof.

I know nothing and neither does anyone else, but the world goes round just fine without this knowledge, and maybe it's better for them that way.

But I, I am already lost in the illusion that is existence. I know not what is and what is not, I only think I know, and that is not enough.

Date: 2004-04-08 11:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iluvumd-666.livejournal.com
Please hunny dont be stressed....oh i talked to mike and him and i are gonna take time off from each other, cuz i like you. i can NOT wait to see you tonight. i didnt go to school cuz people were saying that they were gonna light up our school with guns....oh hunny im gonna go ill talk to you later....~Vampiress Valerie

hey

Date: 2004-04-08 05:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cb01.livejournal.com
i didn't go to school for the same reason but i wasn't in school yesterday either. i was called this morning and was told not to go to school cause there was a hitlist the person figured i was on it heh.

i know exactly what you mean. its like we are reading each others thoughts without knowing it. funny. Sometimes i feel like this entire world is an illusion. not like the amtrix but more like everyone's faking it. People smile to make the day seem faster so they can get home and sleep. People get in relationships so they don't have to feel so alone but they feel even mor alone in them anyway. Its really sad. people just reach for anything no matter what it is and when they have it, it isn't enough...

Re: hey

Date: 2004-04-08 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sathor.livejournal.com
"Ignorance is Bliss."

Even those who may have a grip of the understanding are ignorant in the greater vision, all of us have to be willing to ignore what we know and take on the world one moment at a time to survive.

Date: 2004-04-08 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cb01.livejournal.com
or develop comeplete apathy. ignorance is bliss. god how i know that. but apathy works just as well. "everybody knows that the world if full of stupid people"

Date: 2004-04-08 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sathor.livejournal.com
I can't be apathetic. I care about humanity, my gods and the natural world far too much. So I just live a sad existence from time to time...

yeah i know

Date: 2004-04-09 01:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cb01.livejournal.com
neither can i but i believe i can. I am the turtle. Whenever things get too bad i hide in my shell. The funny thing is that a turtle's shell is like having your spine on the out side. it still kills

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