Wednesday, March 12

Lasciate ogni speranza voi ch'entrate...
Sometimes I really think there isn't much hope for the world. Between war and bigotry and false beliefs, there's only a mass of stupid people teeming for worthless things. I'm so sick of everything. I'm so tired of the rules. I just want to break it all down and embrace and be embraced without holding back or worrying about a career or a lifestyle or a relationship. I wanna be real.

But I am real.

I am.

I think?

[I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.-Herman Hesse]