Monday, 27 June 2011
Vanity and the Quest for Celebrity: What is Wrong with Me?
It has come to my attention recently that this blog - this whole charade, is merely another fleeting attempt on my part for acceptance, for celebrity and for fulfillment. But I shall never fill the void - no one shall ever fill the void. I have stated before that the main purpose of my life, before I commit the ultimate in around 30 years, give or take a few, is to be happy. And this blog is not going to make me happy. No - it will simply make me suffer at every statistic I yearn for, for every comment that never was. The human race is not much of a thing but I am not even much of a human myself; I am a directionless soup of stupidity and ignorance, lacking in all personality and only dependent upon my painful little desires being fulfilled. But I have a temporary escape route: escapism, aptly named as it is,will be my saving grace for these years. The social sphere I cannot burst into, achievements I cannot attain, but pleasant distraction - that's possible. So I won't be writing here very much anymore. It will only cause me more pain. If I feel like it I might, but in general, I won't. The last post of mine on this streak I have been on will be a review of The Sunset Limited. After that, you need not tire yourself on my idiocy any longer.