'llo thar, Hex back from an extended vacation. I was half-expecting some sort of welcoming party or confetti of some nature being thrown, but the complete opposite is fine by me. Nonetheless, I am ecstatic to be back within the Gaia community; well, as back as I'll ever be, I suppose. Though, it comes as a disappointment that the ED is just bursting at the seams with meandering discussions that usually lead to naught, and useless rants that I was unfortunate enough to see before the moderator got on it. I do understand that the fine days of the ED have been long gone and that it is the best ED will get until Obama's president biggrin (Shameless plug, I know).
So this month I quit World of Warcraft once again (and hopefully it shall be my last). I dropped it this time because of the asininity of those who I cringe to call my 'acquaintances' in real life. Their own pettiness and jealously have twisted their actions and attitudes towards me. Their own hypocritical nature I simply could not tolerate any longer. They would make fun of my successful friends and dare to call them losers when they themselves play roughly the same time, if not more. It's just a matter of time and self-realization, though their stubborn ways and dullness will get the best of them -further fooling them into thinking they actually have more of a life than the average WoW player.
To summarize: My friends are all narcissistic, hypocritical closet-cases that would no sooner admit that they're really socially-outcast nitwits that go on WoW every day convincing themselves that they have more of a life than the next guy.
Alrighty, sorry for that rant. By now, I guess you can get a picture, if not a full motion picture of how obscenely dull these 90 lb badasses are. Onto more important, and less useless subjects.
Delving deeper into the dream scape which is Hex's reality, we observe Hex himself.
I haven't been feeling anything at all, seems the shroud of apathy is forever hanging over me. Happiness, pity, and pain are all but a tingle in the most unfeeling parts. What is it about death and tragedy that attracts me so? It's not for amusement nor any entertainment of that nature. I shed no tear or gasp of the cliché apology. Have I turned into but a shade? I fear I'm a shadow of my former self, thinking of feeling but never really feeling --all a deep numbness in all regions. Though, I am thinking so clearly it is awe-inspiring, only through my thoughts can I really feel. It was music that drew out my... emotions, if you can call them that.
That's all for now, I'll talk to you all tomorrow or some other un-designated time.
~Hex
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Apathy past this point.
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