h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Oh what a perilous monstrocity this time has become, no longer living for the moment, no longer reaching for a star, I'm tired, I'm weary and I'm bored.

These days melt into months into years into eternity. Never before have I felt such a force enshroud me within its twirling depths. How I yearn for change from this endless darkness that surrounds me.

The patches of light so far away, quite content as they are are not as deep as I do fall, I am stranded in this depth, alone, wandering aimless. A man with no future, no dreams, no friends. Nothing but dust and depression.

My force for life keeps burning though the air within grows staler by the day. I want to do something, to seize the moment, to freeze eternity and make a change. Though as I wander out into that shell of gloom, I pity those cringing, ignorant inbreds of the life that blooms around them.

I am simply lost, a thinking man in a no thinking zone of uncivilisation.

I am lost and alone.

Cheer up, it may never happen

The trouble is, it already has. I am that so lost to the world. I am that far gone, I saw only blindness when I wrote but I want others things in life and my past, my cancerous passt will never leave me. It scolds my flesh, it burns my life and I am lost to it.

That is my story, I am scarred I am lost, I am tired and weary and I need something else.

Don't worry you're aren't the only one I too have felt the ever present tug of eternity at my shoulder like some infinitely patient vulture.

cheer up kids-together we can beat the ing blues!

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