weesaul
The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!
Hello-hurrah...
I hope rain stops play - with the eton rifles...
My greatest fear in creating a Blog has happened and I'm not sure where I should go from here...
I feel as if I'm on the road to nowhere and my GPS system has failed me. It a shame that the batteries have gone dead and there isn't a store in sight...
The greatest fear I have in the creation of a Blog and joining the Blogging community is that I will reach a point where I find that I have nothing to say, no topic that reaches out the darkness and pulls me in, no new and exciting experiences that I feel I have to share with the world...
I have reached this point where I have fallen off the edge of the world into the nothingness of the void that has grown to epic proportions between my ears...
Alas, I long for a lightening bolt of creativity to strike me and to jolt me back into a mode where the ideas flow freely like the rains of spring. Striking me with such force that every single atom of nothingness is blown from my soul and shattered about the landscape like the gentle falling snows of February...
Alas, I have become nothing in a world of something...
The Earth does not shed a single tear for my loss. It continues to do what it has always done for millions of years - it just carries on. And I will do likewise even though I feel a loss from which I may not recovery...
And that's about all I have to say about that...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be the Word...
My greatest fear in creating a Blog has happened and I'm not sure where I should go from here...
I feel as if I'm on the road to nowhere and my GPS system has failed me. It a shame that the batteries have gone dead and there isn't a store in sight...
The greatest fear I have in the creation of a Blog and joining the Blogging community is that I will reach a point where I find that I have nothing to say, no topic that reaches out the darkness and pulls me in, no new and exciting experiences that I feel I have to share with the world...
I have reached this point where I have fallen off the edge of the world into the nothingness of the void that has grown to epic proportions between my ears...
Alas, I long for a lightening bolt of creativity to strike me and to jolt me back into a mode where the ideas flow freely like the rains of spring. Striking me with such force that every single atom of nothingness is blown from my soul and shattered about the landscape like the gentle falling snows of February...
Alas, I have become nothing in a world of something...
The Earth does not shed a single tear for my loss. It continues to do what it has always done for millions of years - it just carries on. And I will do likewise even though I feel a loss from which I may not recovery...
And that's about all I have to say about that...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be the Word...
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