June 9th, 2007

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Death, and why not?

Why am I as a sane person not allowed to decide when I have had enough of this body and this existence? Why, if I decide I want to stop this body from functioning, that I will be imprisoned in a padded room or something? I'm tired, so tired, it's all about "feelings" here, our desire for them, our addicton to them, there is nothing higher or lower than sensation, we live for it, we die for it, our entire language is centered around it, our society uses it to make idiots out of an entire civilization, so far as to fool them into believing that whatever "makes you happy" is worth "living for" and a whole slew of other silly phrases, catch lines, hooks to bite on, they can't snag me anymore.

Here's a request, as a test, since I've been writing on this blog for a long time, have introduced who knows how many of my "friends" to it.

IF YOU "FEEL" FOR ME, then what do I feel for, you've got it under control.

IF YOU LOVE ME, who do you love?

What does love "feel like"?

If you know me, reply to this thread, let's see how many of you don't want me dead.

It seems the only way to create impact here is to attempt a sensational death. Why is it so? Why can't I be crucified, Jesus was and nobody seems to have a problem with it.

I AM NOT CRAZY to want to die. I know who I am, Jesus knew he would be crucified, was he crazy? And he took the most painful way possible.