I have been in a funk lately.  My intellect fails to establish a suitable description for the spent moments of late.  Clocks show time ravaged by the inexplicable.  There is an aftertaste of depression, the bitter smell of remoteness, in my eyes the sting of disorientation.  Lacking definition, it is a fugue state hovering about me, a fog of both mind and heart akin to a drowning of consciousness in the winter molasses of disorder.

Naked I stand within the swarm of inconceivable mental and emotional fatigues.  For reasons I myself fail to comprehend, my soul lies seared before the exquisite resonances of agony and abstraction, the victim of imprudent logic.  I am confronted by an enemy armored with disquiet and armed with irrationality.  It is unsettling that I know not how I came to be on this battlefield.

Worry besets me on every path.  Even my feet tremble carrying me forward.  Betwixt hope and fear, shadows run me through and through, dark and deep beasts of spirit eternal assailing me.

Even this undeniably self-indulgent mental outlet languished in a sea more regurgitative than creative, drowned by the suffering hands of a veiled foe unrecognizable to these human eyes.  Awash in foamy surf cast upon the shore lays the victim of primeval trickery that is I.  Defending myself from this adversary is, it would seem, beyond my abilities.  Of what indefatigable opponent do I speak?  I know not in a shockingly disgraceful exhibition of obliviousness.

Perchance a great many encumbrances now burden each step I take.  I wish I contained knowledge capable of imparting needed answers.

Breathing under the surface of this “uninspiration” takes the wind from my sails and leaves me adrift.  I forgo of my own accord Maslow’s fifth hierarchy of needs to which I promised myself long ago.

I know not whence this vile daze flows.

I found this quite entertaining:

BE WARNED! I don’t know if you shop at the Home Depot, but this may be useful to know.

I have become a victim of a clever scam. This happened to me and it could happen to you. Here’s how the scam works: Two strapping muscular 18-year-old males come over to your truck as you are packing your shopping into the back of your vehicle. They both take off their shirts and start cleaning your windshield, revealing their young muscular arms, back and wash board abs. It is impossible not to look. When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say ‘No’ and instead ask you for a ride to another Home Depot. You agree and they get in your back seat. On the way, they start having sex with each other. Then one of them climbs over into the front seat and performs oral sex on you, while the other one steals your wallet.

I had my wallet stolen last Tuesday, Wednesday, twice on Thursday, again on Saturday, yesterday, and most likely tomorrow.

Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth — more than ruin — more even than death… Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habit. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid. Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man.

— Bertrand Russell

[via Catcall]

When the clock struck midnight and the date changed to 06/06/06, I was still alive and the world was still around.  Maybe it was a timing issue, so again at 06:06:06 AM on 06/06/06, I checked again and you know what?  The world was still here.  Where’s all the excitement and end-of-world stuff?  I feel robbed in some way.