cacophony of the mind

i get lost inside myself and its scary, all the gears turning, the steam whistles blaring, the constant noise of machinery and electronics ticking away, no escape from the cacophony of my thoughts...

suffering and dreams

life is a transient thing and it feels nothing for our hopes, our dreams or desires. it is a callous thing that nurtures or tramples the seeds of our existance. "life is hard" "life will crush you" we never truly understand the meanings of these things until we feel pain, the buddha was truely in tune with the universe when he said "life is suffering" we suffer eternally hoping that those we suffer for, will notice us, that they too will care as we do. we look for someone to share in our suffering, hoping beyond measure that in sharing that suffering, in sharing that pain with that person, that the pain will lessen. that in sharing our hopes and desires, our crushable dreams, that they will preserve them, that they will treasure our dreams as we treasure them. that in treasuring someone else, in sharing our dreams, it will lessen the pain and suffering of life. the constant hope that, with love, life can cease to be suffering.

existence

do we really matter? does life even notice our existence? if we cease will anything notice? if you leave my presence, if you leave my field of view do you cease to exist?

start every day off with a smile and get it over with. then you don't have to worry about it anymore.

the beginning

Everything needs a beginning, but at this point I'm not even sure if this travesty deserves the time or effort to warrant its own existence. Time and my boredom will tell...