Happiness is a Warm Gun
So here it is, the first post to a blog I have been tempted to start for a long time. At first I wanted to talk about the baby boomer generation and how they should really just get on the ice flows of life and move away, out, on, anywhere but here.
Then I thought that that might not get to the point. What is the point?
I kept struggling to find the purpose of another blog, a crying (whining) voice in the darkness, or the light, or whatever.
I am sad, almost always sad. I love it. My sadness it makes me feel alive. It may keep me alive or it may eventually kill me. The point of this blog I suppose will be for me to tell the world of my sadness, to express it through my art, my songs, my posts. If anyone reads it then I guess it will be read. If no one reads it then that would be fine too.
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- 11.3.09 / 8pm