Post Number:#16 July 7th, 2012, 1:56 pm
Ecstasydeprivation wrote:Why is it that we feel obligated to stay when we never asked to be here in the first place. It's like that song Hotel California. I'm curious as to what the big picture of all of this is. To eat, to drink, to sleep, to love, to play. Great things, but I feel underneath all of those things, they are only a superficiality to something much more deep, and profound and sinister. I feel like everyone other than me is looking at the lemon, and I have taken a cleaver and cut it in half and am looking at the parts, bewildered that the lemon is in fact so complicated that I cannot comprehend it or its origin. I can't put the lemon back together and pretend I didn't see what I've in fact seen, I've already been corrupted by it. Now all I can do is question the lemon, without answers, it is hopeless.
The lemon will not give you answers. Bother not with questioning the lemon. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
"Existentiam numen Dominus." - even twice a day a broken clock is right.