Well the time flows away.
And all and nothing changes...
The feelings are always the same..
somehow that fact is depressing.
I'm living in a Pandemonuim.
I have never felt Eudaimonia...

Although I can live.
It really helps to accept the world with all it's errors.
The dead is ineluctable.
I can't be loved or be able to feel joy.
The thing that keeps me alive...
is Art.