A Ghost

AN OLD POST FROM MARCH 03, 2006

Sometimes I feel like a ghost. drifting between here, there and nowhere. alone and lost. I watch as life moves around me, through me and past me. occasionally, my presence is felt by some though seen by none. I struggle to find the purpose of my existence in this world. I don't belong here.

What is real? Our emotions, the touch of a loved one, this glass of cold water that I'm drinking or these toes that I'm wiggling. Where are the answers to my questions? Silly me, I already know the answers. I'm just simply living in denial.

There are things that we know and then there are things that we believe in. The truth, however, is infallible. searching for the truth is intangible. It can be the light at the end of the tunnel or that dark, cold room in the basement. Dana Scully once said, " you will learn that truth is not found in science, or on some unseen plane, but by looking into your own heart. And in that moment you will be blessed and stricken. For the truest truths, are what hold us together, or keep us painfully, desperately apart.." :-p

I have found the truth to be both a blessing and a disappointment. I guess... for now, video games, music, sex, a little nosh, tipple and laughter will have to suffice.