Hmmm...life:
Lots of Socrates. Lots of Plato. Lots of Crito. Lots of that bastard Meletus. Its definitely got me thinking.
On top of that, just some more general confusion with the opposite sex. But more so, with myself. I'm used to it by now. I want to dance and frolic in the grassy, flowery fields (hypoallergenic grassy, flowery fields, that is) and be at ease again--forget everything and reach that seemingly eternal state of naivety again. But I can't. I just can't. Maybe someday, though.
"If it is a complete lack of perception, like a dreamless sleep, then death would be a great advantage...for all eternity would then seem to be no more than a single night." - Socrates
Lots of Socrates. Lots of Plato. Lots of Crito. Lots of that bastard Meletus. Its definitely got me thinking.
On top of that, just some more general confusion with the opposite sex. But more so, with myself. I'm used to it by now. I want to dance and frolic in the grassy, flowery fields (hypoallergenic grassy, flowery fields, that is) and be at ease again--forget everything and reach that seemingly eternal state of naivety again. But I can't. I just can't. Maybe someday, though.
"If it is a complete lack of perception, like a dreamless sleep, then death would be a great advantage...for all eternity would then seem to be no more than a single night." - Socrates
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