its irrelevant, whether i am here or there and who i am with.
my soul keeps going while my concious mind is destroyed and the lessons learned and hardships mean nothing in the face of a thousand lifetimes. i can't condone what i did, and neither can i predict what i will do, but in the face of reality and the subconciousness, which is the true mind, none of that matters.
there will be an infinite sun always shinning and the souls will live on. the sun is composed of the glow of the happiness of complete souls. nirvana, bliss, ohm, heaven, the words differ in every language yet in the end they come together in one sweet melody. they radiate the light unto the earth that touches other people and thats why the sun makes everyone happy, why its healthy.
this is all bullshit but its a theory that i could accept in the face of the next 2 bleak months. cold weather and wind, snow, rain, and so much ice. my tailbone is cracking, and so is my spine, both metaphorically and physically.
it was a pleasure then and really i can't remember the past two winters, where was i and who was i? it doesnt matter because it wont help me in the long run, and in the longest run. am i any closer to reaching happiness?