Saturday, November 8, 2008

#55

Like a machine receiving too much information at once, my brain is about to explode. I'm caught on so many thoughts that it's hard to narrow it down to just one. With the forever increasing amount of curiosities presenting themselves to me, it's hard not to be intrigued. However, I'm not going astray. This isn't what you think. You're wrong, but how easy it would be if you were right. How easy it would be to decided. Not simple, but easy because there is a difference. Just because something is easy doesn't make it simple and just because something is simple doesn't make it easy. Similar to fascinating and interesting.
This blog is about nothing. I'm rambling because I don't know what to write because I want to write everything down but it's impossible to try to include every thought I'm thinking and as I'm typing this I'm saying the words in my head and I'm speaking so fast and that's why there are no periods in this and if I was capable of typing the way I'm thinking all of this would be one word so it would looksomethinglikethisanditwouldbeincrediably
hardtofollowthisbecauseitisincrediblyhardtotypelikethis
IwanttohitthespacekeybutItherearenospacesinthemy
ramblebecauseitisacontinuousramblewithoutanypauses.
That's almost impossible to read which is how I think. It's nearly impossible to select just one thought because the thoughts I'm thinking aren't all good. Most of them are scaring me.
I find myself coming to a fork in the road, but it's a road with twelve different possible trails to follow and most of them will lead me the wrong way but staying at this position of utter confusions isn't going to suffice. Even a wrong path would be better than this.
I can't do this.
I'm losing what I depend on. My Mind.
And the only way I can get it to come back is to do something that won't benefit anyone. What am I to do? I'm acting as though the pressure isn't building up inside when it all actuality it's becoming impossible to ignore. As hard as I try to ease it, to make it subside, it refuses.
Homelessness is the least of my worries...

1 comment:

Kiran said...

I know what it's like to feel overcome by yourself. When your mind is going a milllion miles a minute and things just don't seem to make sense in between. It's at those times, I think, that we really understand the saying
"Only the shallow know themselves." We are too big, our thoughts too endless, our lives too full. We cannot possibly make sense, or understand ourselves completely.