thought#9

it was a lot better when people used to dislike me.

thought#8

all our lives are voids. at least i know mine is. we try to fill these voids with friends, relationships, happiness, accomplishments, well, loads of stuff. but friends leave u, relationships break, happiness goes, accomplishments fade away. but what i can think of, what i can conceive, invent or discover will always stay with me. so i choose to fill my void with these. i am just looking for something to fill my void, but,i am so empty. my life has never made any sense to me, and no matter how hard i try, how hard i look, i never find a purpose, a meaning , a reason for my existence.

thought#7

why do i find it easier to connect to fictional characters than real ones?

thought#6

i don't know what to do with my project. should be working but have too many issues on my mind.

thought#6

now everybody likes me 'coz they've discovered that i am intelligent. so damn irritating.

thought#5

METALLICA is awesome
my favourite ones are-fadetoblack
unforgiven
unforgivenII
untilitsleeps
one
entersandman
forwhomthebelltolls
masterofpuppets
orion
turnthepage
callofkthulu
lepermessiah
harvesterofsorrow
fourhorsemen
whiskeyinthejar
tuesday'sgone
don'ttreadonme
diediemydarling
memoryremains
welcomehome
frayedendsofsanity

thought#4

this is fucking cool.i keep writing crap to people who don't give a crap, assuming someone's reading.

thought#3

blackhole sun won't you come and wash away the rain
blackhole sun won't you come
won't you come

thought#2

we possibly could do without a flywheel in an i.c. engines which is not rotary, by the way

thought#1

there is no pain, you are receding,
the distant ship smoke on the horizon
you're only coming through in waves
your lips move but i can't hear what you're saying
when i was a child i had a fever
my hands felt just like two balloons
now i've got that fever once again
you will not understand, this is not how i am
i have become comfortably numb

entry 3

here's what i will do from now on. whenever some particular words(not necessarily mine) jump onto the screen of the inner eye of this random guy while he is watching trains of arbit thoughts go by, and strike him as lyrical and/or beautiful or where-the-heck-did-that-come-fromish, he is going to post them. even suits the name of the blog. let me begin-

entry 1

i am simply assuming this website as another guy & writing whatever crap i feel like writing.but, i really can't simply 'pour out my feelings'. looks simply ridiculous.besides i observe that i don't have much of an emotional capacity anyway.boohoo, i am dead inside. don't have any feelings & what feelings i do have ,are so intense & so beyond my control.they make me think & act stupid.feelings have a tendency to do that.but we'll come to that later.what am i supposed to write,anyways? i arrive at this block whenever i try to express something. so i go along with the idea that i don't have to say anything, don't need to share stuff with anyone, like the lyrics of a song that i heard some time ago ' hiding in my room,safe within my womb,i touch no one touches me'. what the heck i really don't need to, so until i'm feeling extremely idiotic-adios