Contrary to popular belief, the being named Hansern doesn't always have something to write about. Sometimes, life is sad; depressing even... but not now. Why is this so? I don't know... but what I do know is it's consuming my inspiration. In a way, I guess it's a bad thing. On the other hand, is it really so bad to be happy? "What goes up must come down," or so they say... but I don't see that coming so I'll just enjoy the up for awhile... or for a long while depending on how things go. Then again, is it really so bad to be happy? I like being happy. Also contrary to popular belief, the being called Hansern likes being happy. Unbelievable? Believe it. I'm no idiot. I know a thing or two about living life. There's nothing wrong with that, is there? There's one thing, though, that sets things apart no matter where you go. Like a beetle stuck in a tree... But wait! Does that make sense? No, of course not... but that's the point. What I meant to say was, "Senselessness is what sets things apart no matter where you go." Senselessness splits things because it wants to even if it doesn't make sense.
I think there's something wrong with the world. When you speak of world leaders, do you think 'diplomat'? Or do you think 'Genocidal maniac'? Or do you think there is, generally, just something wrong with the whole system? What brings people to start wars? Besides for greed, it's stupid. I mean, I'm not against wars. It's a sign, surely. When you don't deplete the numbers, the numbers overwhelm the system. Then again, why am I talking about things that mean nothing to me? Why am I talking about world leaders... and war... and politics? I think the world is a lost cause. No, life is a lost cause. Just stop all life. It makes everything easier.
Oh geez, I'm writing a lot of nonsense when it's time to sleep... What am I doing? Turning in, signing off.
