what my head contains

in this day of age there is no such thing as a simple mind… there are complicated  minds, delirious minds, corrupted minds, and ignorant minds, but never a simple mind. those people who say that they are simple minded are either stupid or not really coping up with the world. seeing that the world has changed over the years, some for the better but mostly for the worse. people’s mind are simply corrupted by the things that they see in tv, read in the newspaper and from what they hear from the radio. those kind of mind are the ones that mostly populate this world. people with those kind of mind are those who had moved up the ladder of success so quickly that they don’t realize who and how much they had tread on other peoples back. 

its been quite a while since i last wrote something in my blog. too long for me to remember even. all those questions i had in my mind seemed to linger and multiply as i age. those question that made me think what my purpose and my reason for being here and still breathing are still there hanging in the deepest recess of my jumbled and tainted mind. certain events that happened over the months somehow made it clear for me that, in order for me to be sane and to keep my self sane is to just ignore everything else around me and keep myself or rather rid myself of my emotional satisfaction… meaning that i should rather not share what i feel and would not care what people think, say, and do to thier own freaking lives. the feeling of emptiness is still there and i think it gotten worst actually. now, i feel that this body is devoid of anything and everything that makes a human, human. lately i feel like this body i inhabit is nothing but a hallow shell. its funny the way i keep saying this to almost everything that i write, being an empty shelland feel nothing at all. looking back to all the years i’ve been in this world only proves that there is really something better for me out there. and no matter how i cover up these things that i really feel, it still does not make me feel any better… it sometimes makes it feel worst. i tried to be happy but  in the end, it still comes back to that feeling of great remorse and or great sadness. and it leads me back to the very question i have… will i ever be happy in this life?