Why is it that as much as people tell me not to use the words: Can't, Never, Always, Absolute, ect. (yes, they even tell me not to use the word etcetera - actually come to think of it, people keep telling me not to speak.) There are so many situations that come up, which can not be solved, and thus the absolutes are the only words that fit. And regardless of what some might think, if you do not speak to someone again for the rest of your material life, and there was a situation which was left unsolved, that counts as a "never" situation.
I hate these situations, I do not want to encounter them, I do not like to even believe in absolutes, even if I do enjoy using absolute words.
(Yes, I like every other human do enjoy the flavor of claiming the world is black and white, when it rolls off of my tongue. Even if I don't believe it is.)

Strong words used inappropriately, those are the indefinites. But finite words are all we can really speak of without approximations we can't truly make, and what fun is that?
So we bother trying to understand, to keep ourselves occupied, and because it's fascinating, but the second we start claiming we know, we have over stepped our bounds. Which can also be fun, until someone calls you one it.
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Speaking of which, this keeps feeling like a nearly-never place to me. The people here (and their attitudes, which I don't have to speak to them directly to know I won't like. When I know I can't converse on a places forums, I don't think it's honestly the place for me.), the terms of service, and my lack of interest. Have all combined to ensure that pretty much everything on here of mine is old.

Old like in most cases years old, and there are only a few things on here to begin with, and a very VERY select few I am still proud of. Very piece is worth something, don't get me wrong, they all helped me to learn. But displays become meaningless if the person looking can't understand what I see in it, what I learned from it. So why show it off in this sense ... *considers removing the majority of the gallery* ...

Procrastination saves me from myself some days. But this won't be saved forever, it's too consistent a thought; whenever I think of my past works, I think of here, and something twitches in my stomach.

I will go through all of the files I have on the computer and delete the things I will never use. And that same day I will go through this gallery. Perhaps I might even upload something new to balance things. I only hope I have something new I'd want to share.

I ache all over, and I don't think this is improving my mood, at all.
The answer is, I'll just have to try very hard to avoid my own thoughts since their just making it worse, and so is my family.
Oh wait! Neither of those things works.