:: it's a scary world: rants from a chemically imbalanced mind ::

:: Thursday, September 06, 2007 ::

late night post.. one of those whose origins arise from too much free time in the wee hours and too much oneness with the cosmos... you start asking really weird questions.. like... what would the average psychiatrist make of my blog? really. i wanna know. was just reading an article on a soldier who was found just offbase here in the states after committing suicide... they remarked that "his extensive writings revealed a soldier with low self-esteem who might have been depressed". how can you tell that JUST from someone's writings? with a cursory glance, my writings might appear to be from someone who sits on the fringes of sanity. but you and i KNOW better. hehe. which again begs the question - what would a health care professional make of my blog? or your blog... or anyone's blog for that matter. all this shit is SOOOO open to interpretation. my writing is the equivalent of occasionally going out on the farm with a 12 gauge, 5 boxes of ammo and a case of clay pigeons. just a way to blow off a few rounds and be loud. and that's all. for some, yes, it is a way of crying out for help. but reallly... how can you know just from someone's writings their mental bent? sigh. we all like to pretend we know so much when we all know so little. on the upside though, i just beat the living shit out of annika sorenstam and took the bitches golf ball. screw with ME on a golf course, lady! HA! big mo is in my sights next.

:: Shaman 9/06/2007 12:20:00 AM [+] ::
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