If I had a way to figure out what this life means, I’m not sure I would be able to figure much out or understand it. That’s what this life feels like at times. I can’t make this up at all. I wish I could, but well it doesn’t happen that way. Just a life out in the middle of it all. That’s life in a nutshell, don’t you get it? I highly doubt it at all. So much doubt in this life to be covered by many things. Yeah, something like that. It’s a complicated mess at times I do believe. But what can we do about it? I don’t know.
Oh voices, get out! Get out! Get out! You don’t need to be there telling me what to do and what not to do. Who to do it to etc. You need to go away. Is that too much to ask? I doubt it. But I fear the voices will never go away. They’ll be with me for a long time, and I don’t like that.
Do the voices have a purpose in life? I doubt it. I don’t think they have a good purpose with anything. They’re evil voices after all. There isn’t anything good about them! At least I don’t think there is anything good about them. If there were, they wouldn’t be doing all the things now would they? No, I didn’t think so.
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