I have never fully understood anything. Nothing has ever truely made complete unquestionable sense to me. Everytime i start to feel comfortable the facts change. The truth is temporary, and measurements are never perfect -so any one who claims to know anything is a liar or a fool.  a foolish liar. a lying fool. And i forgive this. I expect this. <br>

The internet is the greatest collection of man's misinformation. With enough False conclusions and contradicting facts to reverse time its self. Natural such a creation is an instant addiction to our thirst minds desperate for guidence and solid facts upon which to base thier lives. After all 'Knowledge is power' even if the knowlege is outdated. I wish i could believe without doubt. I wish i had faith. Faith is amazingly protective by assuming pretenses you can disregard the chaotic reality and never have to think for yourself. It must be so comforting to think it all make sense to think there is a meaning a reason even a purpose to your life, how wonderful it must be to believe such silly things. <br>

I'm jealous of all the fools. They sleep at night while i lay awake. They answer every question with a sentence or less while i fill page after page with no solid answers. They never worry about wasted time or unfulfilled dreams. They say that there is always tomorrow while i might die today. They never fear with thier gods to help them out of sticky spots. And when the world ends they'll go singing, they'll be singing. A song I don't know. In a language i don't speak. Of a world I don't believe in.