It's easy to get miserable at times, existing like I do. On top of it all my type is subject to fairly a bit of grief and carnage. Loved ones die, many times rashly. It makes you not want to form any sort of additions, but just since I'm eternal doesn't mean I'm not human. I get over it finally and stop sulking about, only to replicate the cycle with a few new twists implicated. It isn't all sorrow and pain. I've had my share of entertainment, bliss and satisfaction. I'm sure I'll contribute my blog with you, ultimately. obviously... a choice few will never be exposed. I have to leave a number of secrecy, right?
2 comments:
absolutely correct... we are born in lust and gone to the dust... :) very true.. interesting blog :) xoxoxox
Great thought. Obinovey
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