beliefs of an undisbelieving believer.
.cogito ergo sum.
really?!
guess so.
i find no confidence in the knowledge i possess. all that i know is all that i have read, heard or been told. to an extent, experienced...but not before i had already been informed of such an experience.
im not too sure if i hold true faith in anything,(except in some 5 specific people), as im constantly trying to refurbish my perceptions, ideas and thoughts. there have been times i had given up such endeavors to acheive an enhanced, enlightened self...and go with the flow...(you know...just laze around and watch tv while trying hard not to get the chips and coke miss my mouth completely)...but such times always seemed to have been measured by a clock which runs out of battery in a matter of minutes; very few ones.
i really dont know what i believe in.
maybe because i know what is 'true' may really not be. my knowledge is the derivative of that which has been derived from yet another derivative. the end result is the knowledge that i possess which is truly the definite integral of the derivative within the limits of accepted truth of the general population of the world and my mind.
whatever i believe in, i feel im going to have it disproved and served in a disposal bag sometime by someone or the other. somehow, i feel everything is volatile...going to crumble any second. just dont know what's in store for me after that.
If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.
.if nothing happens perfectly right, everything goes perfectly wrong. ergo, its still perfect.
.if you dont believe in anything, believe that something believes in you.
.i do have beliefs, just dont know what in.
.i will one day, go mad.
.that day might be today.
how the hell did i reach such a state of mind? did i bump my head too hard in an accident? some kind of a drug mixed in my cough syrup? or is it the genius that has been trying to hide itself from the world behind a make-believe unstable mind all this time?
.there is something wrong with me.
.i might make you also mad one day.
.that day might be today.
.i fooled myself.
.im not what you think i am.
beliefs. i do have some beliefs. just dont know what they are.
really?!
guess so.
i find no confidence in the knowledge i possess. all that i know is all that i have read, heard or been told. to an extent, experienced...but not before i had already been informed of such an experience.
im not too sure if i hold true faith in anything,(except in some 5 specific people), as im constantly trying to refurbish my perceptions, ideas and thoughts. there have been times i had given up such endeavors to acheive an enhanced, enlightened self...and go with the flow...(you know...just laze around and watch tv while trying hard not to get the chips and coke miss my mouth completely)...but such times always seemed to have been measured by a clock which runs out of battery in a matter of minutes; very few ones.
i really dont know what i believe in.
maybe because i know what is 'true' may really not be. my knowledge is the derivative of that which has been derived from yet another derivative. the end result is the knowledge that i possess which is truly the definite integral of the derivative within the limits of accepted truth of the general population of the world and my mind.
whatever i believe in, i feel im going to have it disproved and served in a disposal bag sometime by someone or the other. somehow, i feel everything is volatile...going to crumble any second. just dont know what's in store for me after that.
If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.
.if nothing happens perfectly right, everything goes perfectly wrong. ergo, its still perfect.
.if you dont believe in anything, believe that something believes in you.
.i do have beliefs, just dont know what in.
.i will one day, go mad.
.that day might be today.
how the hell did i reach such a state of mind? did i bump my head too hard in an accident? some kind of a drug mixed in my cough syrup? or is it the genius that has been trying to hide itself from the world behind a make-believe unstable mind all this time?
.there is something wrong with me.
.i might make you also mad one day.
.that day might be today.
.i fooled myself.
.im not what you think i am.
beliefs. i do have some beliefs. just dont know what they are.
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i belive in u:) i really do:)
u dirty asshole, u gave me a messenger address to which u never come online, soooo to teach u a lesson im not going to tell u who i am!!!! keep guess.....lol(btw im only a 2 hours drive away from you). Well u know what, yeah i agree the world is diverse and that every drop in the ocean is different in a fundamental way but at the end of the day either of the following could be true:
1-Every one is different.
2-Eberything is relavtive
3-Fuck this shit and let the water molecules live there shitty lifes of evaporation and condensation.
Anyway, ive given up all this crap man, im so tired of seeing new faces all the time, kinda depressed, plus leaving behind my G/F and family is killing me. i Saw ur site on my favorities and hey, thought i see how miserable u were, im sure it will make me happy.
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