Im experiencing, what people like to call writers block. Nothing that I think or say or type is mildly poetic, or even slightly politically incorrect. I wake up everyday and sleep every night with no utterance of anything special, a unique thought, a new point of view. I am emotionally barren it seems, with a slowly decomposing brain, and a mind that seems to have shut off any form of communication. It’s a zombie kind of existence, living in rituals and tried and true practices. Wake, stare, sleep. Its not a form of indolence really, more like a form of giving in. Knowing, that this world will continue spinning, no matter what supposed escaped philosophy my temporarily sparked brain can come up with. Neither is it a matter of an ego, more of a realization that im small, so insignificant is my existence that if something happened to me tomorrow, not much will come of it. The world will continue, people will go on embarking on emotional roller coasters, some will emerge victorious, others will put up a brave front before crumbling when they find a moment to themselves.
Shit happens, life changes, and you just continue trudging through this shady existence of self-discovery.
I think im temporarily incapable of feeling anything.
Or maybe ive just lost the ability permanently.
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Thi sis just to certify that i made it here first! The real comment will follow later.
jaded or numb? funny how our body functions the same way too. if a pain signal is above a certain level, no furhter signals are registered. it gets restored to normal after a while, and it can feel the smaller impression again.
all im saying is, even the numbness is a phase. =) it comes and goes.
if you can write about writer's block with such eloquence then i'm sorry but you need to be shot..
: )
"Knowing, that this world will continue spinning, no matter what supposed escaped philosophy my temporarily sparked brain can come up with"----like this..
I think you were just granted a unique thought. Beautiful post indeed.
Life does go on come what may. One can look at it through many lens. The futility of our existence is what should fuel our need to explore the further and beyond, what which is greater than us. This could means spiritually or physically. Just our level in the pyramid of existence within the universe is humbling enough, to make me relish it, to enjoy the minuteness of our lives, and the issues we so greatly get stressed over.
So refresh the numbness. It is too futile and fickle to waste time on.
Your words are strong and deep. Loved this post.
Sonia
haha so much for writers block
i've been teetering on WB, exhaustion and entertaining summer vacationers
sajjad- your an ass who cant keep promises it seems then.. u are quite a bum.
luci- actually, the numbness has gone.. currently replaced with hysteria.. 5 tests 2 SAT diagnostics, an assignment and 50 family things make up my next week.. ew ew ew
sonia- ilove the stance you took, an azming approach seriously.. your quite a visionary.. your words greatly aided the entire process of snapping out of it
goldie- i love being quoted.. seriously if u ever want cant think of what to comment on just quote me and ill be happy.. (yes i am highly narcissistic)
feet- summer vacationers expect you to stop everything that your doing in order to entertain them to no extent.. after a while.. your like aight go back to teh bloody US or UK or wherever and let me continue on with my life..but once their you miss the distraction heh
discoooo 82
discoooo 82
where are you? papaya land?
flying cow- im here.. but my stupid computer isnt.. bloody thing crashed and burned.. hopefully itll be up and running soon.. currently typing away on brothers computer that is incredibly irritating.. ugh.
tragic indeed. may your pc recover to its full health. Amen.
suum ameeeeeeeeen
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