T.S. Eliot Quote

"Humankind cannot bear very much reality."
-T.S. Eliot


Ah so true...

...but feeling incredibly nauseated still has nothing to do with moral and mental relativity in conjunction with the benign life.

Depressed is such a relative term anyways.

I really think I should set fire to all my metaphorical doors, windows and mirrors...that way I can sleep at night.

Sleep?

Such a novel concept!

Waking, breathing, living, dying, hibernating, climbing or fighting...all of it is a blur of nonsense that only half way rhymes most days.

U2 and some

Enjoying U2's new album quite a bit...still not sure on everything but the best line I've heard so far has been:

"Stop helping God across the road like a little old lady"

Ah...so true.

Morning Coming Down

Despite these shallow breaths matched only by shallower prayers...I know everything will be okay...it is just hard to focus...

When something goes back, something goes good...even last night...words can't add together or make things right in my head...I feel I keep loosing touch with the ground every time I fall.

I've only heard a few tracks but the new U2 album is streaming on their myspace page...it is more hope then I've wanted to hear about life and the future for a while.

Cynicism and nihilism are so much easier than honesty and truth. No wonder I hate myself so much, much less why U2 is so easy to hate...I suppose earnesty being mistaken for self.

Who know?

I don't even know who I am, much less want to know.

Thanks for propping my soul up a bit against the wall, not sure how much longer I can stand but I appreciate the help so far.