Friday, April 15, 2005


Life is like a box of chocolates. It's also like a box of spam. Or like a box of rotten fish. How about a brothel filled with women of varying shapes and sizes. Truth is life is anything you feel like comparing it to. Boxes of whatever. All non-sense.

Life is really just a random form of existence and filled with so many possibilities. The metaphor I prefer to use is that life is a random awareness filled with varying emotions caused by a complex array of variables. Or simply put, Life is like depression with sporadic moments of hapinness and neutrality.