and the closer to death I grow, the less I see worthwhile in this world. All the noise, the talking, the mindless drivel being written everywhere.
People talking and typing without really giving any thought whatsoever to whether what they contribute adds to the good of mankind, or if it is just more jibberish.
Everyone thinking life is just a joke, and words are just useless things, without power. When in reality words build up and tear down, or they just gum up the human exisitance creating more and more garbage until nothing good can be seen anymore.
I can't help but be grateful for the family I have because they are kind, loving, and caring. They never add to the noise of the world unless it helps someone. They never just say something to say something. They create instead of tearing down. They build up instead of destroying. However, they are the rare ones in this world.
I am going to take some time (maybe a long time) away from SW. I want to spend the remaining hours of my life in meaningful pursuit of something that can't be found here.
I will leave my account here. I might come back someday, if this place ever changes, but if not no one here will miss another anonymous user pouring out useless drivel.
