This is high-existence, which means that this post will make more sense while writing high. This may not need to be the most perfect post, or the most discussed,
I do not need to compare this or that in order to cause an argument,
once a site becomes something divided, it is no longer run by the administrator,
what belief was once cherished will become distorted and egotistical.
Granted, there are people who come to this site in order to feel the need to change, and start to understand the meaning of our shitty, pathetic, lives.
We come here for the need to understand why life seems so shitty.
For the majority I speak. There are only a few who change this site by constant posts about why they are right and others are wrong,
whose theories must be true because they post them, and the same ones who agree keep on fueling the fire.
This is not a rant, this is a poetic rant.
This is a rant that comes from the stream of the heart, with the understanding of the mind. Which, some times, is the worst thing you can do.
But the mind an the heart are connected, and the soul seeks where the source of power is the most.
Social networking is one thing, life is another.
Just a simple post to an existence where the mind is high. A few words to express from things observed.
@xyver, Feeling the same after the read but @johnnymorris128, I do understand in a more ‘heart’ rather than ‘mind’ interpretation. If I can reach far enough, I’d say this poetic rant is concerning the social structure of this site and then pulling farther to express the, still, difference between actual life and this piece of plastic. Nice words. :)