A loner's Ravings

I am back to my old self. Depressed, numb. I seem to have lost even the few friends I had.

Miracles too obey the Third Law of motion. Every good miracle has an opposite bad miracle. As the swine in Gadarenes discovered.

He went to the lake. To his usual place. The deep rumble of the lake soothes. You need to listen with your soul though. The deep mystery of the lake is beyond the mortal ear

Accepting defeat does not come easily or naturally. Yet I have reached a stage where acceptance is less painful than continuing the fihht.

Manic Depressive Psychosis is a funny kind of illnes.

This time I think it is final. I feel numb. Drained. All emotions gone. Nothing matters anymore. And, no, I don't need Prozac