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I was talking to somebody today and they were telling me how their week was really crappy. I offered to help, but they didn't know if they could trust me with their problems. (which is perfectly understandable considering I am a stranger on the internet. ninja )

So I wasn't able to help except that I told them that I would if they wanted it. I guess I'm okay with that outcome. Sometimes just letting someone know you care is the kind of help they need. Well, I dunno... I guess I'll just hafta move on and get over it huh?

Yay! I almost got enough gold to get a pair of shoes! It only took me what, a whole days worth of non-stop posting? It's craziness! I guess if people could get a pair of clothes all in a week, the designers would be overloaded with making new ones all the time though. Guess they gotta balance things out huh?

On another note, what's up with all the diverse oppinions that are almost exactly the same except it involves a different god or summ? I mean, I go into a "what's wrong with being gay?" thread and maybe, 9 out of 10 people in there support being a f** but their oppinions are all excruciatingly similar and yet they have to make em slightly different so they can claim it as "their oppinion". Why can't they just get two or three big opinions and call them "doctrines" and shut up. So next time I go in a "I'm a faggit and I just wanna raise hell about it" thread, I'll see people say, "well, I'm under the 'teabagging doctrine' " and everybody will know what their oppinion is.

They do that with churches but the problem is there's just too many "doctrines". I said two or three, maybe four. I dunno, it makes plenty of sense to me. Otherwise, it's a huge jungle of chaos and confusion.

This is my first entry of my gaia journal. I hope you all find it very enlightening and at times, entertaining.

The days are moving faster now, my eighteenth brithday has come and gone. I now know what this life has to offer, work to sustain an existence that sustains more work. A never ending cycle that continues until death. Disgusting... I hate this existence in this fallen world.

Why must I dream of days of glory when I know all too well that the truth is far from them? As I close my eyes I dream of a life in a time and place nobody could ever hope to grasp. The world is moving but I am standing still. The cool wind breathes past me towards the sunset horizon and I look out from the hill top of eternity, into the endless expanse of forever and cry.

Screw this crap! We're all stuck here and there's nothing we can do about it except continue to numb ourselves to our true feelings! I know God can see my pain and agony in this fallen desert we call "human life". I know He wants so much more for us than this. When this is all over and I can live in the majesty of Heaven, I may finally be content.

Until then, I continue on in this dust blown desert called the "West Side of Jacksonville Florida" hoping to make the most of this life I live, still looking at the sunset horizon.