I confess.....

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I confess that I'm developing a fascination with peanut butter recently.

I'm not holding a grudge against Ken Livingstone, anymore. Yes, I think that he's done s horrible thing to London, but I've decided that life's too short.

I confess that someone found one of my aunt's cats and poured glue all over the poor thing; it's non-drying glue as well, so they can't just cut it off. 75% of him is covered in the junk, including inside his ear; they think there's probably a lot inside his digestion track too, from where he tried to clean himself. He may not live.

I confess the human who did that would be one of those who I would happily maim and/or murder. A waste of life and space and pure junk. I confess I absolutely hate people who do that, more so than anything else (or on the same level as a few things). Animals are innocents; that cat especially was completely sweet and trusting.

I confess that I truly hope that that human is in a lot of pain. Now. And for a very, very long time.

Poor kitty.

I confess I am curious about Samtoo's signature.
I confess it is Sunday afternoon in the land of Aus. & I havn't eaten anything at all,just like Saturday when I spent all day on WP & finally ate some KFC at 4pm,then felt too sick to eat dinner.
I confess I spent all morning composing a post for Ana54 in the Depressives Club,but when I hit 'submit' the net dropped out AGAIN
& now I have to compose the whole thing again because I forgot to copy it like Ana suggested...
& now I'm procrastinating
& I'm so hungry my tummy is a tiny,tight ball of bile & I have to go so I probably won't get back to it & all my stream of consciousness confabulations will be lost like the dreams of the caterpillar
that emerges a butterfly...

I confess that I have a huge fascination with bunnies now.

Tim

I confess DivX Stage6 is more frustrating than VEOH.

Rainsong...That's so sad.

I know it will take time,but try to 'stop' revenge fantasies as you observe yourself having them.
They damage your psychological harmony and may be the intent of the torturor,in which case do not give them the satisfaction of controlling you.

I remember once I was betrayed selfishly by a friend,and the sadistic brutality of it tied me
up in anguished incomprehension,insomnia,revenge fantasies,anger,despair...
Years later I was informed she dyed in childbirth in her first pregnancy.

What am I supposed to learn from that?How am I supposed to process that?
Was the projection of my negative energy an influence,a message received and understood,carried out,hope you're happy now ?
What do I do with that knowledge,that the one I wished,fell into the abyss?
She was definitely psychotic,looking back,& suffered with it.
Suffered more that those who were close to her would not see.

The person that did that to your Aunts cat...
may be an aspy and not aquainted with empathy...
may be of low I.Q and thus forever feel a helpless victim in societies machinery...
may be genuiunely sick and thus these acts the only externalisation of a cry for help...
may be spiraling towards they're own tradgedy...

If there is any consolation here,it is,knowing suffering,know everyone suffers,suffers alone,
the perpetrator no less...
and turn your antagonism towards them into sympathy & compassion
and in doing this,your own suffering will cease.

I confess that I went to tell my little brother something interesting that I'd thought of, and forgot what it was by the time I was out of my chair.

I confess that I had to make this post quickly so that I did not forget that I was going to make it.

I confess that the above statements were an effort to write.

(Hooray for brain fog!)

I confess that I have a big crush on this girl . . . but the problem is, shes 9 years old.

I confess I am only just getting up and it's 1pm!

**cough** lazy so-and-so **cough**

I confess that I'm addicted to my artwork and once I get started, I can't stop. I can do anything from converting images into digital paintings, to simple abstracts on old-fashioned paper.

I confess I really need to get out there and find a group of people to form a potentially professional band with... because imo I have the right mind and key factors to make it in this industry... with flaws I'll admit.