It's a book (one of them at least). It's a theory, it is a way of living. It is lost among many, yet to be found by them. Have i the power of one? maybe, maybe not. I'm not sure really. I don't think I really understand the concept yet myself. Yes, I read the book, and yes I found it interesting. But I don't think I truly understood the point of the novel. Why am I blogging about this? Honestly, I don't know.
Blogs are annoying. There is so much you want to say, but half you are too scared to say on the internet like this. That is probably why people keep diary's. It's a place to write the things you normally wouldn't with confidence. Most people don't read these so why worry?
Who cares in the end really anyway?
It's like being completely seperate from the world. But not completely being out of reach from it.
