the contamination....

every day that clocks by makes me sick with my own thoughts as though my mind is pushing only the filth of etheral consciousness through my veins. I am wasting away on the inside and its driving me mad with the inevitability of the future and the futility of trying to find a good place to be or way of life to undertake. I just hate not knowing and in my search for a more solid answer all I am getting more questions that are overtaking the original search in every way and I cannot stop. I look deeper and only get more questions that lead me to papers and current events that point to a past that no one seems to rememeber and there is no record of. I find rest only in the space between seconds and wonder where the end of the stars are and when I will get to go home. We are all made of stars and the comets are our parents when can we get to see the creator. When will my questions be answered? Where is the library where these answers reside? When was the last time we were, as a race, sitting exactly where we are right now? So many questions and not enough minds to ponder all the possible answers. Wait and wait some more. Take the slow path and have patience and the answers will be gladly provided at the end. you memories will start to make sense and your feelings will all be justified because your intuition is the only real intelligence that you posess.