Hey guys, I've been having quite a lot of thoughts floating around in my head and I need to get some of them off before I explode. Maybe not explode, but just to iron some feelings that need to be expressed and some ideas that cannot be contained. The first idea will be in the form of a story called "schwarz Straße"
There were many roads before me, I stood at the path looking around the bend to see my fate. A road is much like life, it may extend and there are many paths coming from it but eventually they all have a dead end. I stood at the crossroads of my life trying to make a choice, seeing the bend and knowing what was ahead frightened me. My heart couldn't bear to stay in my chest and my body resisted every thought that dragged my feet forward. Which way was it that I should go? Which path should I have taken. There was a poem I read once that the path least traveled by has made all the difference and that even though the path may be open on one side, there is always somewhere else you can go. I sat in the middle of the crossroads thinking hard and dreaming in my mind of all the things that could be standing before me. Life is a reoccuring factor of chaos, pain, misery spewed into a meaningless existence dragging on for miles I began telling myself at one point. The only way to truly be happy in life was to miserable as to understand the full extent of happiness. So one could only attain a perfect path by understanding that any path would cause hurt before causing paradise to be achieved. It reminded me of one thing that I heard quite a long time ago, to put you into Paradise, God must put you through Hell. I stood up looking at all the roads before me with eyes wide and my heart seemingly calm as I dragged toward the black Road before me. I could see no bend at the end of the road, nothing in the distance and not a single life form moving about in the black abyss, but in order to achieve true happiness I would have to go to hell and back and that was the way the world worked. That was the way life would always go for me and that was the only way to truly achieve a sense of Nirvana.
That was installment one, stay tuned for the next week's episode.
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Hey, you need a hand? If you ever need to talk or anything, I'm always here. If I'm not on just email me or get on msn 'cause I'll always reply as quick as I can. Sorry I only wrote this comment now, I haven't really been on my blog in about a week now.
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i'm sry, alt!!! i have to say, the stress you'r in did make a good story! idk, just findin the plus....
Icee (Kourt)wants to hear from you. she said that she's been coming on here waiting for the "next eppisode!"
But she can't comment so you wouldn't kno this. i think i'mma translate for her from now on.
btw, totally sux that you have to deal w/ children! to make you feel better, i'm totally dreading driver's training, which i'm going to go waste too many hours in. watching the clock and all..... I HATE BEING IN THAT DANG CAGE!!!!
wow...... alt im srry for all the stress, but tht made a good story. yea haven't heard from u in a friggen long time!!!
hey alt havent talked to u in a while and srry bout the stress. im not a big of help on the subject considering myself have prob but ur one saying is right u must go thru hellto get to heavin
omg! i keep missin you!!! every time i'm on line, u rn't and vicecerca (DON'T make fun of my spellin! te he)!!! I reeeeally wanna talk to ya!
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