August 18, 2004

communication card

I had a startling feeling last night while attempting to fall asleep: The world as it was seemed nothing but a front to something much greater than I could fathom. the physical visualizations around me felt entirely intangible. It was quite a matrix moment, and I didn't totally understand it. It felt like a severe depression had at last won the battle in my mind and was beginning to affect my other senses. I was simply and completely alone in the decaying mirage surrounding me.

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My mom had been planning on letting me choose the events for one day, being today, which would act as the make-up to my neglected summer. I had no suggestions - the concept of fun was beyond my grasp and I could think of absolutely nothing that would be an enjoyeable way to spend a day (or evening, as it is becoming, as chores take up more and more of the day)

The one thing, that I could think of, was to cuddle with the man I have not yet met, and just enjoy being in the presence of one who is equally enjoying mine. I need companionship; I require friends. Due to my extreme caution towards disobeying my parents, I have become weary to so much as hang out with friends they don't know. This means any of the possible friendship I may have had in the past are gone. I now have one (1) friend I talk to on a semi-regular basis, and see in person no more than once or twice a month. And still, I feel like I must tell uncomplete truths about where I'm going and who I'm going to see when I do see him. The parents don't like me going out into the city, nor do they want to accept the fact that I may have (or have had) a number of friends of whom they have no knowldedge of. The majority of those, I do not wish to inform them because I know it will create more problems than are already present. If Jesus could hang out with sinners and tax collectors, why can't I?

It is just a game, this life, where everything is for show. I want to break it down. I want to see what i know exists beneath it all. For once I want to wake up feeling rested and eager to see what the day has in store. I want to no longer be afraid to say what I want!

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I'd like to say more online sometime. Do you use aim? I'm Cheshire441

Posted by: Churchguy at September 1, 2004 07:21 PM
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