Tenerife Tumult

Not too much to say other than that there will be a short (hopefully it shall be just that) while before I return to blog. Not that I appear with any kind of major consistency. Nor does a ... notice like this bear any necessicity. But then what is the need for the existence of this place in the first ... place? Never mind. Too existential or virtual or unreal for me.

Totally Unreal? Is that the name of a track? Reminds me of someone. Just wish I knew the name so that I could apply it.

The track record states that it'll take longer than any anticipation can generally assume. Things aren't going too well. I'm negative when I'm not considered in life. When a decision is made that changes the course of my own actions and rhythm without due consideration for my own thoughts ... it's insulting. And then I'm just expected to go along with what's being done without the least bit of negativity? Fuck off, honestly. Emotional fucking blackmail. I hate it.

It's past midnight. I planned on staying up later, but in this old age of mine, I can barely manage it. Perhaps it's cause stuff goes on during the day. Maybe I eat less than I used to - less energy. That's a probability. Not that I think I'm honestly losing weight if I am eating less. Maybe I need to snort coke ala Kate Moss.

Now Kate ... yeah this is late, but ... ooh a rhyme. My two cents on this are that she's a victim. Not of drugs or of some stupid shite. But just of that industry. Cause you can bet your bottom dollar that all the CEO's and modelling colleagues - the CEO's of Rimmel and whoever else she had contracts with - everyone of these top-dude type folk - they probably snort coke and anything else they can get their dollar on. I highly doubt that they're all clean. So just her getting "caught" based on nothing more than allegations seems a bit fishy to me. A fall guy ... chick. A red herring. I'm going for the herring.

I will listen to some music shortly. It's hard to appreciate it completely when I'm this tired. And then there's Knife of Dreams to read. It's ... amazing. This is a book that I actually find difficult to read - because I have so much emotionally invested in the characters and the fates and paths and decisions, that I really feel the sickness, the agony and disgust at the events that would transpire against my own "wishes" as the character, if only they had the knowledge that I have with my view of the world through the 700 pages of the story. They might not make the same bloody mistakes. Never trust Aes Sedai. Never!

Till a lover finds his soulmate. Acquires. Becomes whole.