VOW OF SILENCE

NOTHING LEFT TO SAY

Void in a box

People speeding on the road, angry aggressive primate vs primate. What has the world turned into? The highways have turned into an asphalt nightmare.

I am thankful that I live in the wilderness.

Slaves of a non-existant life

Do you care what others think? Are so vain that you posses no thoughts of your own? Have you been brainwashed by the media and society? If you were a lemming would you follow the others to your death? Or are you in a khaki colored representation of hell?

My hell is stucco, finely manicured lawns and a red tiled roof of absolute conformity.

You are a slave imprisoned in your own shallowness.

Abandon everything

Including what I say. I am no expert. There is no reason why you should trust me. Each one of us needs to open our eyes to see the truth. Whatever that may mean.

I have nothing important to say. Everything that one can say has already been spoken before we were born.

It is up to you to seek whatever it is you truly need to find.

I hope you will find the answers.

Frustration.

People mock me. The yurt commune is a dream. I lay in bed all day. Walking to the library to write the blog is misery. Why do I continue to write my plans when all I hear is the sound of people snickering. Losing hope. I am getting tired. I want to rest, look at the stars and dream. Is it worth my time to blog about something that no one will read?

The yurt commune will become one.