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Entry #1
He wasn't real. Well, he wasn't fake either. I mean, he did everything anyone would do, but maybe it was because he was old. I guess he doesn't feel like a real person because I see no likeness. Though that face, the old man face, had something similar beneath the Einstein slick-back and mustache. Like a baby face, couldn't see it unless you tried though. You know, that might be what happens to those baby-faced people. They get old, grow a mustache to cover it up. But in the end, it's still a baby face. I guess when people aren't similar to you, you really just don't see them as real people. They're just extras in your grand opera. Filler people. Because they are there your role is only significant to you. You know this, and it makes you feel good. The mysterious aura of intent. Unknown to these filler people. They're everywhere, but you'll never talk to them. People need to have an obvious trait of similarity to yourself before you communicate with them. It's probably why we cry at funerals, because someone similar to us is gone. Is it because they were close enough to be a part of us, and we see them as a part of our body not able to be used again? No, it is probably something more egotistical. We probably cry because we have become more insignificant. The less friends there are around you, the less significant you can be. There's no doubt that we strive in a sense to be significant, for whatever reason that may be. Just strange, I guess.
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Entry #0
So, I doubt I'll live by this, but I decided to at least try. I think, at least once every day if possible, I'll make a new journal entry with whatever thoughts I have of the day, things I want to say, etc. Yeah, I know, "That is a normal journal..." but being the first post, and simply what I want to type to be selfish, I'm going to lay down some introduction. Rules, I guess, would be more accurate. For both the reader and myself.
1. Firstly, I will not acknowledge anyone to have read any posts marked with an "Entry #". I'm writing because it bothers me to do nothing with what I think. You're not a mind reader in real life, and you're not one here. All comments left by anyone will not be responded to, other than in later posts. All comments will be assumed as other chatter or interjections of my own thoughts.
2. Because of the first rule, after this post I will never refer the word 'you' to any reader or anyone else. The term 'you' will be in reference to my own person, as I often do that in thinking.
3. Never ever EVER assume that I am referring to you (still being the reader, as this is still the same post rule #2 was stated in) or anyone else. All thoughts will remain anonymous and will NOT include a story unless I think over it. Because I know what happened, I don't have thoughts saying the story. Any connections the reader makes will neither be confirmed or denied, and any implications won't be either.
Again, these are thoughts, not beliefs. If you assume anything from it and decide to make a huge fiasco out of it, I ignore your statements still because of rule #1. I'm never anywhere for drama, I don't know who would be. I promise my thoughts will be written unrefined as possible, as they will remain thoughts and not well written logical arguments up for debate. Just what I'm thinking about at the time. With that said, the first post will be tomorrow.
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