sweet dreams

never was there a time
that i was more confused,
excited, and exstatic
i never knew that reality
was such a caring place
and then wham, it's not

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Listening to: Tricky - Dear God
via FoxyTunes

stratosphere

so i'm off in a cloud, wasting time that doesn't exist, when i realized that if there is no time than why the attempt to waste it? if the moment is all that exists, then wouldn't that mean that our lives are practically meaningless unless we make many useful and empowering moments? that is my point, that if we make those moments grand and use them wisely, then there is actually accomplishment, even if it only matters to you. this has been a short existentialist rant by the dreamer

crap, not again

sitting blithely in the driver seat, coasting thru life, hit the gas instead of the breaks somewhere i shouldn't have. Listing the amount of stops i passed along the way, i realize nothing is important except the stops i chose to stay at, and those are many enough as it is. Too many times I have forgotten to rest, or not been able to. Where am i going to next? When will I get there? Why do I never go alone, and who is in the passenger seat? Very important questions I forgot to ask, while remembering all the details as they go. Should I be worried? no, just leary and generally not up for the others challenge. I have prepared myself well now and will face anything that comes my way, and maybe then just walk away. Let the fighters have their fights, and the lovers love forever. Distribute what's left over evenly and all will be well