Restlessdreams' Journals

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In a human auction.........

I would bid my life for you, would you do the same?

The blizzard of 2007

It was the blizzard of 2007. The worst blizzard since 1955. I laughed it off, thinkint it was another folley of the weatherman. Little did I know tragedy was about to strike. I was on my way home, in the blizzard of....2007. The roads...there were no roads. I drove blindly, like a bat at night, except without my sonar...All of a sudden a giant bowl of porridge staggered out onto the road, clearly lost like a kitten in a blizzard. I slammed on my brakes, but stopping was futile, 120mph I slammed into the almost frozen bowl of porridge. My truck was unharmed, I wish I could say the same for the poor poor bowl of porridge. His innards leaked, white ichor spilled onto the road like ghostly blood. There was nothing I could do, so I left him there for death, or maybe, a lost person may stumble accross his cooling liquidy goodness and use it for warmth, to keep them alive for another 20 minutes, only delaying the horrible death that await them...20 minutes later. Again I ventured blindly through the blowing snow and cold, like a blind man through a blizzard. My tires slipped on the icey road, or so I thought. I heard some strange noise, like a some sort of ice, shifting and making some sort of cracking noise....then I saw water seeping through the road. This wasn't the blizzard of 2007, this was the rapture...water was rising from the earths surface to drown out and freeze all that dwell on it! It was like some horrible dream were the earth floods and freezes.....I stepped on the gas, water and slush flew out from beneath, the road groaned like ice under stress, I finally escaped impending doom, prolonging my death until the whole earth was covered with water. It was then I knew it was time to unveil my plan to flee the earth when such an event occurs. I then hit my magical red button of glee and my truck turned into my intergalactic machine of travelling goodness. I did the countdown, and fled the earth, unaware that I should have brought someone along.....Someone to reproduce with.........It was too late, I would never have made it in time.......

I then travelled great distances, basking in my eternal lonliness, when I then met a giant space apricot. My first thought was he was friendly, that was until he swallowed me and my intergalactic machine of travelling goodness whole.

Nightmares

Upon sleep we become prisoners, ensnared by the intricity of the imagination. What causes awful representations, that can induce terror beyond anything imagined? Waking up and realizing it was nothing, but not helping but wonder if the detatched illusions held any sort of meaning.....again every night to dwell in a slumber of trepidation.......Always in a phantasm, sometime repeating the same ordeal........Its hard sometimes to shake the feeling of still being in that dream during the day....................

Dreams of losing the one you love, you can't shake that awful awful feeling that plagues you for at least the first half of the day.........

Mar mar mar because I am smart and all-knowing

What is love?

What a rhetorical question, why do you even ask it? In all it's rhetoricism(not a word)(I make my own words, like it or lump it haha) you'll never find the one answer to satisfy your human curiousity.

Anomalistically, it fuels the fire of passion burning within oneself, feasibly, the most intense of emotions. It could biologically be explained by the release of various hormones and endorphines from your endocrine system, causing various impulses in the neurotransmitters blah blah blah synopsis blah blah blah......Well if Mr. Biologist is so smart, then why does the endocrine system act in this manner? Then Mr. Biologist would initiate a response somewhat similar to: An animals instinct is to mate with partners that are favorable to the survival of a species blah blah blah and hormones for attraction must be released, and it should probably feel good, because being the dummies we are, we probably wouldn't care, so it is providencial to the human race that we reproduce......because really, would we want to reproduce as rapidly if it didn't feel good? , then Mr. Psychologist type person might add that Animals, especially humans have tendancies to partake in activities that feel good, and make one happy etc etc because we can choose etc blah blah blah...........which then explains why some are machiavellian about the whole thing. etc etc etc ...... and all in all the hormones may be responsible for the euphoric feelings and desires to go to any length.etc.............wow love is great, hey

On the other end of the spectrum, it could possibly be somewhat, scantily explained by ........well you can't explain it.............Possibly a product of some divine presence existing within all of us... to each his own, unique soul? Which brings about the concept of there being a mutual soulmate of some sort for everyone............and we could further into the discussion, why does a soul need a mate....etc.......what most of us is searching to find..........and most of us will, but sometimes let other things get in the way and ruin what you could have, so dont ruin what you could have, like by worrying about money and material stuff like that.........rant rant rant, blah blah blah, ramble ramble ramble.......and waste our time pondering why why why what what what how how how instead of enjoying what we have and the products of this enigmatic presence, and the rapturous euphoria we can experience.............as far as i can see, nothing in human experience can supercede the elation, even "being at one with oneself" "being free of all desires " etc etc etc....... without love, and for an animal with the cognitive ability to choose, and think etc, what world would there be?

Love amounts to happiness, despite what some experience may lead you to believe.....because everything in life will have somewhat of a downfall or downside, even the perfect perfection of love is not perfect...............What a stupid word, if nothing is perfect, why do we even need the word....haha ..............

Love love, love life, and live, wow, look at that, I will call this the 5 L's haha....using the system of 5 L's we hope to find uttermost happiness and peace with what we have blah blah hahah......

because I'm so smart and all-knowing, you know it ;)

hahahahahahahahahahhahaah

SENSE?! I make sense for breakfast.

Alack, the boredome strikes again. those of you who believe in psychosis, raise my hand.

I lounge upon my bed, suggestions of vulgarity and sodomy echo through the air, courtesy of NIN. What could these words impose upon me? I want to fuck you like an animal? Your god is dead and no one cares? Merely immitations of past delineations. Life revolves around immitation. Essentially, we are all immitations of immitations. How to escape, remain unafflicted...

See the smoke, yet ignore the fire.......society is consumed by the conflagration, Apathetic in it's thinking, submissive, you don't even need a whip to have half the world whipped....just some money and some media, yielding a zombie nation, conformed to the ways of one iconic presence......yet we all are caught, ensnared and seduced by inflicted thoughts......

Pointless ranting

So I sit here and ponder what to write, wow, I have a life.....It's freezing cold....so whatever.

Whatever.....Hmm..What does it really mean?

Well let's disect the word and cross-examine each part. Upon Bisecting the word, we come up with What, and Ever.

What, which particular of many, kind or object. The second part, ever, which can be brought to mean at all times, or to a great extent or degree. Sufficently enough, we can then safely say that Whatever means anykind of object to a great extent or degree, or anykind of object at all times. Further simplified, we can then say it means what amount, Everything/Anything, or for some odd reason, no matter what.

So does it really make sense to combine these two words? How are we commensing to use the ever of the what?

[to be continued...]

Guesssssssss.........

Mortal beings of soul,

We have our own Achilles heel,

Fervency enthralls,

Succumbing to it's zeal.

Prismatic garden,

Imposing madness.

Beloved enchantment

Rapture.

Enigmatic euphoria,

A flame is sparked,

Blooming bliss,

Consumed.

A pandora's box,

Roses with thorns,

Hidden heartache,

Anguish.

Devotion prevails,

Thriving in vigor,

Cherished tenderness,

Ineffable.

Love is a picture,

Worth millions of words,

Persued inevitably,

Dream.

Sh!T

What do you do when someone steals your life........takes your home, your family....your livelihood.......................

they say it get's worse before it gets better.............so when doesn the "better" part come?

I hope there's some great plan for all this..........

ARG

WHAT DO YOU DO.