weesaul
The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!
The ghost of a steam train...
past and presentEchoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere -
Just going round and round...
And so here it is another day in this long list of days that I have experienced in this long existence most of which just seem to blend into the next and become one hazy half-remember memory...
And I suppose that this is the way that the brain operates as the past in pushed further and further to the rear so that the present has its moment of glory at the front of the line even though the present cannot be measured by any equipment created by man as it is plowed under by each passing present. And such is time as I experience it and so has it been and so shall it be for all eternity - each instance moves further and further away, pushed from view by the newbies that demand one's attention and then they vanish from reality...
And thus are my thoughts as I sit here at this moment and enjoy all that the world will present to me in the coming moments though these thoughts will be plowed under by thoughts to come for this is the natural progression of things just as one generation is plowed under by the next until nothing remains above ground to mark their paths...
Lately I have been trying to remember the past and all that I was back in the day so very far away. Most of which is due to the fact that spent some time working on my MySpace though some has to do with the fact that I have another birthday fast approaching. MySpace has turned out to be an interesting experience on a number of levels. I have rediscovered some of my high school friends, some friends from my Usenet days, bands that I listened to back in college, many things from the past that had long since been plowed under by all that I perceive in the present...
Strange are the thoughts that fill my head as I try to remember the past, and strange they shall remain until something new steps to the front of the line and demands that I give it some attention...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
It's at the moment bound for nowhere -
Just going round and round...
And so here it is another day in this long list of days that I have experienced in this long existence most of which just seem to blend into the next and become one hazy half-remember memory...
And I suppose that this is the way that the brain operates as the past in pushed further and further to the rear so that the present has its moment of glory at the front of the line even though the present cannot be measured by any equipment created by man as it is plowed under by each passing present. And such is time as I experience it and so has it been and so shall it be for all eternity - each instance moves further and further away, pushed from view by the newbies that demand one's attention and then they vanish from reality...
And thus are my thoughts as I sit here at this moment and enjoy all that the world will present to me in the coming moments though these thoughts will be plowed under by thoughts to come for this is the natural progression of things just as one generation is plowed under by the next until nothing remains above ground to mark their paths...
Lately I have been trying to remember the past and all that I was back in the day so very far away. Most of which is due to the fact that spent some time working on my MySpace though some has to do with the fact that I have another birthday fast approaching. MySpace has turned out to be an interesting experience on a number of levels. I have rediscovered some of my high school friends, some friends from my Usenet days, bands that I listened to back in college, many things from the past that had long since been plowed under by all that I perceive in the present...
Strange are the thoughts that fill my head as I try to remember the past, and strange they shall remain until something new steps to the front of the line and demands that I give it some attention...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
No sinners - confession
Leader Of the Blaspheming Hordes
SpaceTime Coordinates
WeeSaul's World
The Poor Lost Souls
Good Reads
(no subject) - Can't sleep... Kinda depressed. Haven't been sleeping well for the past couple of weeks. It's like it is...
... quotations for my mandalas. Guess the theme... - Omnia uincit amor: et nos cedamus amori. Virgil, Eclogue...
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Single white male... - ..seeking greasy, fried, unhealthy food for supper.
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