Though the ghosts my seem like an abstract concept, they still pose a part of myself. They are cursed with constant bodily decay, they're just much more of it then we are. I don't want to live a life in which I'm constantly working towards ideoligical goals which I might never reach. What is it that I'm learning, working and studying for? It's not you, i can tell you. It's not omnipotence and it's not sex. Life's too short too just sit there and wait. Aww, for f**k's sake: This is my seasonal depression speaking :b The sun is shining (at least it does here at my part of the world) and I'm gonna enjoy this, guys.

Later :B