B.M.

There is a world inside of me.

S.Y.

Things are really starting to pile up now, and it's making me think that I should have been spending more time preparing myself for this day. The fact that I've just reached what I consider a pretty big milestone in my life doesn't help the feeling of ineptitude. Throughout all my life, I've always imagined this odd, transient peroid when whichever aspect I'm focusing on will just "come together". Now that it hasn't, I'm just trying to figure out what kind of person all this waiting has turned me into.

Y.D.S.A.T

Although it's obvious that everything has a source, it's often more enjoyable to pretend that it doesn't and revel in the nonsense.

B.T.L.

I always try to keep in mind that it's never over, although I suppose being a little more closed minded helps you to enjoy the surprise all that more. That being said, I'm reasonably convinced I have enough twists and turns to keep me amused and busy.

Seefeel - Faults by Warp Records

S&L

"God is absence. God is the solitude of man." Jean-Paul Satre



It's quite refreshing to bask in your own ways sometimes.

L.H.T.C.

I cannot stand this culture of greed that exists all around us. Everyday I find a new example of it and it just sickens me, to such an extent now that I am starting to write people off based on singular acts of this trait.
Whilst I accept it is natural to yearn for one's own promenance, and I totally agree that you should attempt to better yourself, shameless commissions of greed do not fit into these categories and thus have to be observed in a different fashion. True greed in my eyes is related to selfish acts, usually driven by desires of lust or passion, but not in such a romantic way as these words may have you believe. Greed evolves from a need that has been pummelled into submission by its exerter to the means that they do not know why they yearn in such a manner.
As such it is not coherent with any thoughts of aiding mankind or even the basic task of giving oneself mild pleasure without the need for exploitation of others. No, greed from my perspective is one of the most vile traits anyone can display. My last point on this subject is relating to the worst kind, that of blind greed, when someone is so disillusioned that they themselves cannot tell the damage they are doing by carrying out their wishes.
While I can still see problems seemingly uncontrollable at this point in time, I rest assured that I will never fall foul to the clutches of this excession.

O.H.

It's strange how much something can become a part of you without having any great meaning to you. The year's passing by so quickly make me miss why frivolous days of old, ironic when back then all I could wait for was to be where I am now. To me at least those two instances seem pretty much instantaneous.

J.M.

Today I thought for a moment I found out what it means to be a true man. I thought it meant you stood up for yourself no matter what, and not let your inhibitions get the better of you. But I was wrong.
The real man is the one who faces his shortcomings and makes amends for them, even if it is quite a daunting thing to open up.

I'm glad I realised this before it was too late.

I.F.M.F.

"Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have retained of them".

Marcel Proust.

V.

Giving up something is never easy, and with time it gets harder to let things go. After a while, the things you do and have become a part of you, and it can feel like you're losing a part of your identity. This in itself is quite a scary thought, that the very essence of your being is vanishing away into nothingness.
I know it can often seem like you should carry something on because if you give it up, no matter what, it will appear to others that you lack integrity. Even when the best choice is to do what you know is right, this still gets in the way.

Just try and remember why you did it in the first place, and keep comfort in the knowledge that being unique isn't being someone you're not.

T.S.

"We are the neighbours!"

L.A.S.

Time has a strange way of moulding itself around you. As much as man can hope to conquer the earth, the universe and more importantly himself, time will always remain as elusive as the wind.
As I've mentioned before, it's quite nice not to bear some responsibilities, and time is exactly the same. Like a set menu, our future is more or less mapped out for us, but it is the choices we make, however insignificant they may appear, that make the overall difference.

My only advice (and I suppose I too should heed its call) is this; don't ruin the future by spending the present worrying about the past.

B.A.W.

I suppose it's been quite a while since I've had a chance to be pensive. It's never a good thing to dwell on your own thoughts, and I guess to a certain extent doing this only accentuates that flaw.
It's quite nice to sort of drift along once every so often.

F.V.

One of the strangest feelings I've ever experienced came to me today. It was essentially that I realise whilst I don't hate a lot of the people I know, I don't exactly like them either. It was one of those strange irreverent things that just appeared on the screen in my mind, without any forewarning.
Knowing a lot of people can be really good in terms of giving you more of a purpose and security, as it can anchor you down and stop you from feeling adrift. What occurred to me though was that, what if this anchor took place without any sort of regard for what you are actually being anchored to. It's one of those things that until now I'd always taken for being reliable, and I suppose as well society's expectations for me not to feel indifferent towards them managed to keep this behind a closed door; that is, until now.
Cutting this tie certainly makes you feel alone and in a way that's why people persevere with faulty relationships. Additionally, in ridding yourself of the notion of importance, you also abandon all past feelings on the matter. As easy as it is to say you can retain fond memories of someone whilst still liking them, I find that to seldom be the case.

Don't let stereotypes tell you how to feel and act towards certain people, because if you listen you'll just be living a lie. I find that this helps explain the drifting feeling.

T.A.C.

"When you find yourself alone, try and cross that road without looking what's coming. When you make it to the other side, you'll feel better for it, & if you don't make it, it won't even matter".

B.A.

Recently another fruitless and damaging thing on my agenda has been pointless speculation. Trying to ascertain what other people are thinking, what they and I will do, and what will happen as a result of all of this.
I really hate how this occurs, because it becomes an obsession of mine, and almost universally that train of thought only ever leads down the road of the worst case scenario. The reason I so despise this is because it literally accomplishes nothing. Even when I do have a worthwhile thought it tends be between a choice that will have no real relevance on my life, yet I find myself unnecessarily indulged in it. My point is that I wish I could spend more time actually trying to fix the things I worry about rather than doing just that. It's an odd conundrum to face and it's so frustrating that I can't put it to bed.

G&T

"Just because one is closer does not mean that one is anywhere near".