A loner's Ravings

Sometimes I go normal, or nearly normal. I know. That sounds scary, even to me. I mean, when was the last time I was normal? But right now, I feel rather all right. Some humans I know even asked me if I am all right. I guess I am.

Nightmares are all right, once in a while. But a nightmare a night! Lack of seep is beginning to tell. I mean, it is such a thin blur between the wake and the unwake state and I am not sure I know which is which.

The miracle of utter silence never ceases to baffle me. When I can find it, that is.

You must have been around when the mammoths roamed freely. Youthful and joyous. What kind of birds nested on you? I have only reached up to the mammoths in my paleontology. What a weird thought, but I feel as if I was there too, although I don't remember too much about our days together.

I have a feeling, I am now in the eye of the storm of self pity, depression, loneliness, whatever. I can write a few lines, now and then. This is amazing considereint that I couldn't blog for my life just a couple of weeks ago. Now all I have to do is wait for the other half of the storm to strike.

There is something to this stuff they call life after death. I mean, it is like asking what is Truth.

The warmth of everlasting sleep claimed his soul. The silence is total. He was grateful, for at last there was a glimpse of company. The dark and silent reaper is a great companion. Passionless. Not a footstep, not a breath.

Been a long time since I blogged. The routine of total ennui has now become part of my life. I am swallowed by a feeling of complete numbness. I supose that is natural, given my nature. However this time the apathy has lasted quite long. I have so much to write about. And so little energy to write. But I think now it is about time I forced myself to climb out of this quicksand I am sinking in. Has anyone ever done that? Anyway, I am drained now. Finis, for now.