Its perfectly clear to me that there are a number of things in this world that need to be said, and important things, things that need to be said so that they can change lives and maybe even save them. And yet I can't bring myself to anything but this little blog with its miniscule readership existing mostly isolated, off in the nebula of the deep net. And to that and only that do I write. That's cynical in real time.

I suppose that I am no different than anyone else. A feeling of helplessness. Disgust. Apathy brought about by too much information that showed all too plainly just what an awful place this world can be. Is. It is. And thus far I don't discern a solution to let me take this ugly mess around me and see some ounce of beauty in it. Cuz from that, and only from that, will I attain a real will to act.

I need to see Love. But I don't. At least no yet. But I'm not giving up. Hopefully someday I will.

- posted by Sigurd10/13/2004 11:26:00 PM