Haven't posted in a while.

Oh decisions, like doing this, and not doing that.

Trying to wrap my mind around the concept of reality, which resides only in the proper, more sane brains of the World. Wanting to feel the flow of it, feel the pulse, the continuous joy of deep understanding. Not enjoying that which could be percieved as in my eyes. Rejecting, unwilling, undeciding on it. I'm refusing myself just as much you know. I've got to tell them all that they're wrong about it, that it's so much more than they could possibly see. It's so hard to decipher the seemingly right from the obvious wrong.

To reach a conclusion that dwindles quite far from the original thesis.

To sum up the never ending...