Must Remain Strong

It is tough. It is tough. And it will be tough.

I feel my abstract properties fading

I try to think "life is just life, why emulate it and make things more complex?"

But you can't help yourself

It's not just in your world; your society, but in your blood as well

It's going to be hard before it gets easy

But then again, it's never easy, only getting harder and harder

The blessing in disguise is just around the corner. I hope it's a blessing at least.

In fact, all of my stability rests on it.

Tomorrow will be that day. I'll let my zero readers know how it went.

The tasks are challenging, but they must be accomplished tomorrow, or I along with humanity will suffer.

I'm nervous. I'm staying up late tonight.

Do not worry, I cause no contemporary harm.

This is Stupid

I could tell you what it's like to have your own body against you, but if you are confused now you would surely be more confused anyways. It's not that you would care anyways, sitting their watching mediocrity pass by. You think because you are can observe it means you're better then it. You fool, we are all guilty of the same pleasures, pleasures that include death and hypocrisy. Don't you ever just realize that no matter how hard you try to stain your conscience it will always be cleansed? Maybe one day when I artificially sit with you I'll see too. Until then I have a burden that will ruin me, but hopefully not you. Unfortunately, I know where we're all going. And ironically, it's more like your leisure then you thought. I'm sick and tired of all your blank faces, and your actual "reason" for a drink and comfort food. Your yearn for a status title sickens any honor you may have conjured in your dreams. Keep this in mind and you may live to see the devil itself, Harmony, knock on your head. Be wise. Be aware. Live out of mind.

G,