Dear God (let's say, hypothetically, that you do exist),
Question 1:
I like morbid jokes and often times I find I am interested when the discussion of freak accidents and suicide is discussed. I like to think that I have a good sense of humor and can pick up on when a joke is being played. So am I missing something? When is the punch line for this grand morbid joke called human existence gonna come?
Question 2:
When people are giving thanks, say at an awards ceremony or in the liner notes of there album, and they thank there parents and god...are they trying to be ironic.
Despite how my letter may appear to you sir I think I am gaining a more possitive outlook on life.
"I" am "I" and "I" wish "I" never "was"...
billy
*the Animals "We got to get out of this place" fades in from the background...the scene fades to black*
I hope the move changes something (or more responsibly put...I make the most out of it) because I just realized that is all that is keeping me going now. Maybe if I constantly fill my head with plans and unobtainable goals I can fool myself through life thinking some point will come out of it all. I know there is no finish line and that it is all in the journey but right now I think I am doing a pretty shitty job of growing...
Question 1:
I like morbid jokes and often times I find I am interested when the discussion of freak accidents and suicide is discussed. I like to think that I have a good sense of humor and can pick up on when a joke is being played. So am I missing something? When is the punch line for this grand morbid joke called human existence gonna come?
Question 2:
When people are giving thanks, say at an awards ceremony or in the liner notes of there album, and they thank there parents and god...are they trying to be ironic.
Despite how my letter may appear to you sir I think I am gaining a more possitive outlook on life.
"I" am "I" and "I" wish "I" never "was"...
billy
*the Animals "We got to get out of this place" fades in from the background...the scene fades to black*
I hope the move changes something (or more responsibly put...I make the most out of it) because I just realized that is all that is keeping me going now. Maybe if I constantly fill my head with plans and unobtainable goals I can fool myself through life thinking some point will come out of it all. I know there is no finish line and that it is all in the journey but right now I think I am doing a pretty shitty job of growing...
Question 1:
Have you ever heard of a book called conversations with God? Some guy wrote a letter to God just to get questions and dilemas off his chest. It was really long and when he was done he just kept writing. What he wrote was the answers to all of his problems. He claims that it was God writing him back and it became an over priced best seller. I think that in writing out the questions he could hear the answers and needed to write them down to confirm that they really did make sense by reading them afterward. The interesting part, however, was his last question and the last answer. He asked if God's existence was only in his head, and God answered yes. "Yes and so what, does that make me any less real?" Your journal reminded me of that.
Question 2:
Will you go out with me? (circle one)
yes_______no________as long as nobody finds out
[Edited on Sep 17, 2003]
HA HA HA HA!
die...