Die Today.

You ever been so tired that your head is just empty? You long all day- or maybe for several days- for just peace. And when you get the Peace & Quiet you’ve been begging for, there’s nothing to think about? Cry on your way home. Or in the shower. Or while you eat dinner- if you ate dinner. A song or a poem to get you juuust over that humpday hump. When will it get better? What is better? When I picture my ideal life, it’s completely different than what I see everyday. Or, is it? I think it’s more of a dream than a plan. It’s me daydreaming about things other than my reality. My imagination is an escape to anyland. Anything is possible & ordinary doesn’t exist.

My Heaven would be every person fully expressing themselves and living to their fullest potential. No judgment. No hardships. This makes me think the Heaven the Bible promises is really one you create in your mind. I believe it is understood by many that the Earth is a cursed place and the human condition is inherent doom. Happiness is a state of mind. Maybe it’s a warning of the greater than normal doom to come. Positivity is pointless. Good times are fleeting and b.s. is rampant. You can hope for good times, but you can always count on some bullshit.