Sir Kalen

The musings of Kalen,

Does Sir Walter know of "Within Temptation" ?

:)

now this... This aught to be good. Stay tuned.

tis a dangerous thing, to pause and ponder.

is it all a dream?

a barrage of semi-daily thoughts - or not. Though it seems the mafia is after me now.

Wanted: Feasible meaning of life - and how its carried out in my personal life.

Attempting to accomplish: Job acquisition. (and retention of sanity)

And, as I close this out and post it, There is this nagging thought, "You really should post something of more content, in respect for the reader, who shouldn't be insulted by reading such drivel."

Why? Why blog? why keep a semi-public notepad of my thoughts? It seems repulsively self-centered, to consider that my thoughts, and the products of my lame mental faculties are worth reading. Repulsively pretentious to pretend that the reader of course will care and take time to read.

more Thoughts - How did I manage to learn everything and nothing at the same time? Balance - as the chinese proverbs say. You trade 1 thing in life for another. Beauty for intelligence. I have traded ingenuity for common sense. Gaining intellect to lose compatability and functionality. An IQ gained, simplicity lost, complexity won.

Yet in all retrospect, none of that is true. I'm just a simple ignoramous. Nothing won, nothing lost, for there was nothing to begin with.

Revert back to square one - First point. So far in this monologe, I've managed, with my flawless intellect (satire and acerbic sarcasm) to remain repulsively self-centered in my thoughts. Only thinking of myself. I find it luridly loathsome. How many times have I written - Enough of me, moving on - who knows, but add one more to the tally.

Enough of me, moving on...

two random thoughts - Hugs, and bored to death. Adding a third - think outside of myself.

more randomness - I thought I would have never heard this said to me - You need to think before you speak. Or at least remember what was said.

Laugh, sardonically, satirically, sarcastically. Just laugh. Odd its the only thing you have left, my friend.

oh yea, I won't ever win. My mind is too much of a wreck.

back to hugs - She said "thanks for the hug"

To be continued...

I wish, no, not ever for me, but for those around me. For you, my friend.

I wish, Yet first am Grateful, that the thousand immortal curses which you utter, are heard. That I may be, your placating ear.

That is what I am grateful for - My wish to be, is that somehow I could bring, solace to the home of those thousand immortal curses. The Questions shrieked in a dark night, could I turn those to answers, at the break of a new day.

And now, to you, Not my friend, but something much more, vast and meaningful - I wish of sweet memories - old and new. And Of hope, that it may burn inside you, and then gently quenched by peace.

as For me? Nothing. I am nothing, in and of myself. I only ask - Will I ever win?

Don't...