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What does anger do to a person? It can cause stress, temporary physical improvement, irritability, and depression. emo
Anger is usually caused by an event that happens that is opposite to what the angered person wanted to happen. This means that any angry person just didn't get what they want -- regardless of how you look at it, VERY few people without some sort of condition are angry for no reason.
Lately, I've been angry for what seems to be no reason. I have no condition causing it, and no one is doing anything to provoke it, and everything's going great, but anger flows through me. When one is angry, they feel more horribly than they could ever feel with any other emotion, other than pain. When I get angry, it's like going through Hell and back.
Anger is pointless -- it wastes away precious seconds, minutes, hours of our lives. And yet, some people like to be angry for nothing. They LIKE it. As if anger was fuel for them, they do anything to make someone make them angry. As if they couldn't do it themselves.
These people could be called bullies; some people might call them something else. I don't have any bullies around me, I'm just fine bullying myself.
This topic... had nothing to do with anything specific. I just wrote it to eat time.
 The Dark Angel Rises · Fri Nov 10, 2006 @ 09:42pm · 1 Comments |
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I've yet to learn this myself. Friends come and go -- very few stay for life. These friends are usually the ones everyone expects to stay -- A wife, brothers, sisters, cousins, relatives of any kind. But what friend other than the aforementioned can truly be a friend for life? What defines a friend for life? What can you look for in a friend?
Someone who likes what you like. Someone who likes you for who you are and not what you do. Someone who likes you for you and not for your worldly possessions. Someone who likes just being around you. Someone who can stand a few arguments and come back to you, just as friendly as ever. Someone you'd look to for help when no one else will.
I'm ranting on like a soap opera. Nonetheless, finding these friends can take a lifetime in itself. Some try to use Gaia, or MySpace, or even other things to find their friends. And sometimes this works, but sometimes it can leave a void within you. It can leave you broken in a corner, thinking, "Why did I trust him? Why did I trust any of them?"
What I say now may be from an example that has happened recently. I'm striving to regain friendship with one certain person -- it doesn't look like it'll work, but I can hope. And if this said person is reading this now, believe me, I think you are a very good friend. Even if your friends other than myself do not like me, I don't blame you. And I don't blame you if you want to please them over me. Peer pressure can be hard, I know this from personal experiences.
All these things I say from experience, that you should look for friends who can enjoy you for you. Even the "emos" and "loners" have their friends, even if those friends are below society or not even existant. The reason loners and emos seem so depressed is due to a lack of friends -- no one can accept them for them. If you befriend an emo or a loner, no doubt if the friendship lasts they won't be an emo or a loner for long.
Read these words carefully. Read them again. This is something everyone needs to hear, a vital truth in life. Everyone needs friends. Everyone needs someone they can trust, and keep on trusting. Remember this.
The Dark Angel Rises · Wed Nov 08, 2006 @ 08:04pm · 0 Comments |
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Random Addition to Nothingness |
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Of course, nothingness is now removed by the addition here. So I guess now it's an addition to this journal as a whole. Consequently, I am thinking at about 3 times my brain's capacity. Ironically, this seems to only happen late at night when I should be thinking about sleep. Maybe sleepiness is creating a delusional state in which my brain's power is multiplied to sustain my cognizant state. If you can't understand these words, come back at 2 AM and try again. Maybe your brain goes into such a delusion as well.
I have a friend at my house now, only my friends will know him, Mikey, yes, the big one. He's just sitting there flipping channels. Hm, why am I paying any attention to that? Or why am I writing about him? Maybe the delusion has spread to other parts of my brain. Maybe I'm just looking for topics to expand the size of this writing. Maybe I'm just losing an IQ point a minute and soon the delusion will expand into sleep and I'll fall unconscious on the floor. Maybe the loud HIM music is just eating away at my sanity. Of course, that would require me to have sanity in the first place.
Looking back on what I just wrote, I cannot believe my intellect increased so much over a short period of time and then vanished into complete nothingness. I guess that does make this an addition to nothingness. The nothingness is in my intellect, inside my head, my imagination. My brain must be a void.
The Dark Angel Rises · Tue Nov 07, 2006 @ 06:53am · 0 Comments |
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