Inspiration or motivation can come from the strangest places. i never imagined that one day i'd be at a friends place whom i'd never thought i'd become frinds with, discussing about the future, phyilosphical views, and ways to keep each other motivated. In the book "Zen and the art of motercycle maintanince" it talks about talking a mental and spiritual journey by going to places where it is not likely to be found. I'm not insinuating that it was unlikely to find it here, just unkown.
It's time for a swift kick in the ass to get myslef motivated, and you never know, it just might hapen.
On a different note, the sole evidence it is possible to produce anything that is desirable, is that people do actually desire it. I do desire, but do i deserve it. Talking about the girl again. It seems funny to me that the only time i really mention her is when writing on my page. I guess writting in diaryland to my few readers is beter then prounoucing it to my many friends. Here is where i shall keep her, for now. Just felt like mentioning her now, she's always on my mind.
2:16 a.m. - 2002-03-27
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