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RealDreamer1976 is a 31 year old single guy from Minnesota, USA.
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Dec 13, 2006 2:34am

I feel
the tension in
the world; it drains
my strength like a thirsty vampire.

I feel an ever lurking apocalyptic anticipation
and I realize that part of me wants
the world to hurl itself
into the abyss
finally.

If it
were thus,
right now, I would at
least be able to stop having the feeling
of not-knowing...how? when? where? who? what?
These questions often invade my daily thoughts.Why? Maybe it's because my subconscious knows... The future meaning of my life would come to crystal-clear focus.

To know about the end of days, to witness these events, would at last answer...
What does my life mean? What do I do next? What should I become?
Those endless, unanswered, nagging questions would
suddenly be irrelevant against
the world's
end.

h
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r
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b
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e

I
know it is.
It's the easy way out.
It's what I was taught as a child...
That God would smote the sinful and rapture the righteous.
They never fostered the idea that the future was something to look forward to.

I was a sinner in their eyes. I prayed in vain for my secret iniquity to escape doomed hell.
Even now, as I long ago rejected this evil, loathing cult faith, I've
had to start at ground zero. I'm making up for lost time.
Time lost exploring who I am;
like children usually do...
...to answer the
question.

What
do I WANT?!
They anticipated a long,
bright future, and with that question answered,
knew the answers to the next questions. What do I do? Where do I go?

All I can do is pick a course and stay with it; ignore the pervasive apocalypse of the world
Those thoughts which almost make me schizophrenic...
The fear of every person, place, and thing.
The feeling of Oddworld,
where every thing
is really no
thing.

Arbitrary.

Feeling
like a clone whom
has outlived his original self.
Over and over again he sees his end as though
it was passed him and yet he lives on to drift another day. He reinvents himself
once again, taking into account the nucleus and electrons, the oaks and the pines, the forest for the trees, the solar system for the planets, and on and on until he sees the multiverse for the universes and again he sees the nucleus and electrons.
Fear...that no thing is something, that meaning
is a lie wrapped in a
never-ending
riddle.