weesaul
The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!
Strength is not the same as anger...
Put the taste back into hunger,
Searching the box,
Looking for what?
Pushing the gear back into top...
This is one of those days when I have to do things that I dread to do, but I nevertheless have to do them. There are times when I wish that I had no responsibilities, but I have to be a responsible adult at times for if I did not I would not be typing this inside a house that I will one day own, I would not have the electricity to recharge the batteries within this Palmtop PC that I am now telling the tale of my life, I would not have the drink that I can reach over at this moment to drink whilst I type entirely with one hand for this keyboard is only about six and a half inches long though I do not know how long that is in metric units for the metric system is evil. Cubits would be a far better system of measurement in this day and age so then I could say that the keyboard is about a third of a cubit long and everyone would understand exactly how long that is...
And although I used a great many words to distract my self from the dark cloud that floats within my skull, I know that I cannot make it go away until I do the things that I dread and have them done and over with at which point the dark cloud will be free to move onto someone else though I do not wish it upon others. If I had a means to make it disappear and to never again return to haunt the souls of others, but alas there is nothing that I can do to stop the cloud as it moves from person to person...
And it is strange to think that the things that I dread are not really terrible and I know that I will survive the entire thing, but there is still that nagging feeling that it will not be good for my soul. Alas, to do things that I dread or to do nothing that is not good for my lifestyle these are the choices that I face at this point in my life. These are the fears that I must face and overcome or allow them to wash over me and slowly erode my being...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
Searching the box,
Looking for what?
Pushing the gear back into top...
This is one of those days when I have to do things that I dread to do, but I nevertheless have to do them. There are times when I wish that I had no responsibilities, but I have to be a responsible adult at times for if I did not I would not be typing this inside a house that I will one day own, I would not have the electricity to recharge the batteries within this Palmtop PC that I am now telling the tale of my life, I would not have the drink that I can reach over at this moment to drink whilst I type entirely with one hand for this keyboard is only about six and a half inches long though I do not know how long that is in metric units for the metric system is evil. Cubits would be a far better system of measurement in this day and age so then I could say that the keyboard is about a third of a cubit long and everyone would understand exactly how long that is...
And although I used a great many words to distract my self from the dark cloud that floats within my skull, I know that I cannot make it go away until I do the things that I dread and have them done and over with at which point the dark cloud will be free to move onto someone else though I do not wish it upon others. If I had a means to make it disappear and to never again return to haunt the souls of others, but alas there is nothing that I can do to stop the cloud as it moves from person to person...
And it is strange to think that the things that I dread are not really terrible and I know that I will survive the entire thing, but there is still that nagging feeling that it will not be good for my soul. Alas, to do things that I dread or to do nothing that is not good for my lifestyle these are the choices that I face at this point in my life. These are the fears that I must face and overcome or allow them to wash over me and slowly erode my being...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
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