SoO0…,
Who Am I?.
What Am I?.
And Why Does It Matter?.
Hope, True Love, Joy, And Peace!.
P.s. Those Things Mean Nothing To Me. . . . . . .
Do you have any friends/family you can bounce ideas off? It’s no fun doing it all alone and mental illness can isolate you further in a world that is increasingly isolationist for a human being…
I have to ask… .Are you ok?
Hmm?.
Why Would You Ask That Question?.
My Psychological Dilemma Is Sending Out Questions Seeking Answers From Possible Witnesses. . .
I’m curious in certain ways and just noticed a few things you’ve said…do you have many real life contacts in your life?
Hmm?.
Real Life?.
A Life That Is Real.
With Meaning, With A Purpose, With Reasons, With Hope?.
The internet is a weird world I find these days. As I said. It’s hard doing it alone and facebook friends can be fickle. Thus your reasons, hope etc.
Hmm.
Weird?.
It’s A Large Mask Covering Scars Of Many Isolated, Withdrawn, Helpless Individuals. . .
Hardly “weird”. . . . . . .
You’ve helped me with perspective once or twice. Does that not count?
…these days. Don’t leave out the important things when your quoting.
It really is isolation on isolation and it’s not fun for so called normal people.
Are you ok?
Seriously.
That Question Is Leaning Towards Offensive. . .
Please, Stop Asking Me That Question. . . . . . .
Fair cop I’ll leave you be.
Hmm?
I Honestly Wouldn’t Know, I Never Been As Of Witness To A Thank You Card. . .
Not Why I Do What I Do. . .
But, Seeing You Ask The Question About Whether Or Not “it counts”, Seems Strange. . . . . . .
Life.
Is There A Reason For Breath?.
Reasons To Sleep. Reasons To Wake. Reasons To Bathe. Reasons To Consume. And Walk.
Purpose?.
What Is A Purpose For A Dolphin?. A Snake?. A Cricket?.
Surely It Isn’t Death.
There Has To Be A Reason Or Reasons. . . . . . .
Reasons.
Who Are We To Judge On What Reason Or Reasons Make Sense?.
One Can Only Assume It’s For The Best Of What’s In The Fates Sight’s. . .
Why Are We Here?.
Suffering Is Almost For Certain. . .
But!, That Doesn’t Make Sense As It Being An Honest Or True Purpose Or Reason, , ,
For It’s Existence Here On One Of The Planets In The Universe. . . . . . .
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Well I’ll say thank you now then. You make my experience of the board much more interesting, and every once in awhile a nugget of wisdom falls out
Hasah!! 
Hmm?.
Yes.
A Word With Many Dead Ends And Strange Avenues.
Patience, Is Not A Void Of Eternal Emptiness.
The Reason Is Not For Wisdom.
That Is Acquired With Steadfast Progression.
A Thank You From Someone I Don’t Know Behind A Computer Screen Isn’t My Mission.
N e Hoo.
Keeps It Cools.
Hmm.
I’ve Almost Gotten Over It.
It’s Rare, (Unlike Selena Gomez’ Song), But, I Usually Don’t Fall Into The Trappings Of Depression.
But!,
I Does Happen. . . . . . .
Hmm.
My Usual Mania Of Sorts. If I Got The Right Word. . .
I Usually Go High Above The Gravity Of Earth For A While And Spin Endlessly. . .
And I Am Unaware Of The Fact That I Am Unusually Happy. . .
No One Seems Bothered By It.
Sad Part Is, If I End Up Slightly, Even Jus Slightly Downtrodden, , ,
Someone Says Something Like, ‘What’s Wrong, You’re Not Being Yourself’.
And The “what’s wrong” Question Feels Like An Amputation. . . . . . .
Hmm.
I’m Back On Track. . .
Slept All Day, And Woke Up In The Evening. . .
Yesterday I Walked 2 Miles To Get To One Of The Nearest Shops. . .
Got My Stuffs And Made It Back. Slightly Worn Down And Energized, Confusing My System. . .
Decided To Find An Escape From Any Home Surprising Home Visits From The Clinic, , ,
And Slept.
Which Lead To Thus Thread. . .
Looking At It Now, I Feel Like I Was Throwing Some Sort Of Tantrum. . .
I Usually Don’t Carry Myself That Way. . .
I’M BORED.
And I Won’t Be Sleeping. . .
And I’m Going To Listen To Music And Singalong To What I Know. . .
Which Is A Fairly Large Catalog Of Artists. . .
All I Truly Care About These Days Is Nature And Music. . .
I WANT A PUP (!!!). . . . . . .
Hmm.
I Dunno. I Jus Dunno. It’s Easy To Focus On Problems. And Seek Invisible Vengeance, . .
Nothing Illegal. More So On A Spiritual Scale Of Justice. . .
Truth Admits, You Wouldn’t Ever Personally Discover The Judgement If It Ever Occurred . . .
But, In The End, By The Time A Spiritual Sentence Would Be Announced, You Wouldn’t Care Anymore. I Know, I Know, The Olde Saying, ‘Never Speak About Religion Or Politics’. . .
Which I Gotta Admit, For Some Odd Individuals Out There, It’s A Very Sensitive Divide. . .
Gotta Step Carefully In That Realm Of Existence. Out In Thus Complicatedly Simplistic Universe. . .
I’m Rambling. . .
SOMEONE GIVE ME A PUP (!!!).