Sunday, February 27, 2005

Different in a special way...

There is someone, whom inexplicable engages me in ways I've never imagined.

It's so unique, that it feels like telepathy. She's the first I've seen who thinks so much like me. So much that I can seem to know her next move, to know how her brain works.

Maybe it's special.

Or maybe I'm getting good at predicting humans.

Either way, don't tell me what this feeling is. I want to find out on my own.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Only Life and Death

There's is no good or bad. In conclusion, there only exists conviction and conception. It is all a matter of belief and mind. Do not be mistaken. There is no absolute.

I dislike people who try their means to coerce others into believing in their ideals. People are entitled to their own world, their own reality. Don't go spoiling it for them. There is no greater sin on this earth than the act of forcing unto others a conformity.

Nationalism, piety, morals, law.

Controls inserted seemingly at random into society which run a seamless control system serving to protect the top level of society. The people who fear the emergence of radical bodies, people not unlike themselves, who in ages past rose against their predecessors.

People like me.

Poeple who refuse to take in their lies unquestioningly.

This will always form a never ending loop. The future will upsurp the past. That has and will always be an unchanging fact, and so, it is inevitable that the present will fear the potential of the future to remove them from their position of comfort.

They once fought the past, and now, they try to oppress the future.

It is futile.

For in the end, there is only Life and Death.