Mass random rants:

Some people tell me I have changed, a lot. Is change good or bad? Am I different? Different denotes neither good nor bad; it means ‘not the same’. Indeed I have gone through a lot of mental and physical changes, but is that not me? My perception of the world changed, thus I changed. Perhaps, I have remained the same all the time, relatively.

You call me insane, yet you believe in talking snakes and seas that disobey laws of physics.

Is looking like a whore now acceptable in the 21st century?

Psychological egoism was a depressing school of thought, but what about the person that has to feed himself such thoughts in order to sleep at night?

I enjoy my solitude, my time alone. Actually, I get cranky when I don’t get enough. I don’t have to deal with social anxieties this way. The vast amount of interactions that require constant body and behavioral checks taxes me. I had to function within the accepted norms, get used to thoughts in the general prescribed way. My thought deviance alienates me. Then again, my sense of individuality was sharpened by the time I spent alone.

It dawned upon me of my own mortality and powerlessness in this world. It depressed me how small I am and how short my life would be. Then I realized these thoughts were not unique to me; they are ancient thoughts, tread again and again by ancient men.(and women. lulz.) That’s right, I’ll definitely live and die like all the rest. There’s no time to be depressed in this short life of mine. I shouldn’t weep for those that passed away, but be happy that they once lived.

My mom frequently complains that her hearing is slowly deteriorating. Yet she continues to trim the lawn without ear protection or similar benefits.

It’s not that I have no morals, I just have a different set of moral constructs that seemingly conflicts with the general moral construct frequently.

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It’s 3am. And there is still a lot more here not being spelled out. My head is overloaded.

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