Infinite in finite

Why does everything have to have a fucking name? Down to the very smallest thing, we're smart let's fucking categorize and name everything! That way we can see everything as something separate from ourself! Fuck these names. Everything is a part of everything else. Can't we just leave it at that? Theres just so much, it's so overwhelming. Some guy wrote it down and then it was so. This is what this will be called throughout all time! Fuck time. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck school. But most of all fuck you biology 2. I'm wearing thin man, life is hard, especially when you understand yourself as something infinite in finite, and thats what this entire blog is about. It's about me trying to deal with an infinite universe in a finite duality infested belief system. I live in a place based on time and numbers and tests and a lot of other fucking shit that really doesn't matter to me but because I'm here it's forced upon me, it's forced upon me to find some meaning in nothing. And it's moments like these, moments of despair which make me feel human again. They fill me with passion and anger and sadness, they give me something to write about. It's a feeling of intensity that we all crave and as the tears slowly crawl down my face it gives me something to think about, it gives me hope for change and what i really want and what really matters to me. So in that case, i'll play the fucking game, i'll remember all your names and forget them the next day. I'll do it but one day everything will change and we'll all be okay with being infinite and less concerned with trying to define everything, because it's just too much for one being.

Today it rained, tomorrow it will rain, it is raining

The summer of rain, where NOBODY got to go out and play. Oh what a horribly depressing thing!