Layer 01 Journal Karma Or Fate?

So I decided to let my mind ramble. Maybe to get over writers block, or maybe just to feel better.

Either way does it really matter?


So it's about 11pm right now, and I'm eating cold ravioli out of a can...

My family claims it will make me sick, but eh...I'm okay with that risk.

I spent a good hour or two researching photographs on google with the name
"Romance" beneath it.

I was just a bit curious on what people considered visually to be romantic.

There were pictures of little kids kissing, some cliche cartoons.

Candied hearts and cuddly embraces, with a few beach scenes.

It all seemed pretty predictable to me. Kind of like listening to a song.

You got a verse, bridge, chorus, another verse sometimes a guitar solo and then the closing chorus.

Nirvana had their own rhyme scheme set up for writing songs.

So very predictable.

However, as I was sucking in these images into my thought stream the thought occured to me.

"What do I consider to be Romance?"


And I was at a loss.

I did realize though, that everyone is as predictable as those romance pictures.

You know what to expect, your body is prepared for outcomes from any person you interact with.

It all comes down to this.

People fall into categories.


Even if they aren't major categories theres...a place for everyone and everyone remains in their place.

We don't do certain things or act a certain way...because it's not our type.

We're already predefined and set to go.


The question then followed me with...


What happens when one goes against the flow and tries to grasp the unattainable?"

I needed to know this.

So I've been testing this theory out and so far...

I'm just not the right type for what I want to attain.


This disgusts me inside.


Does Karma Or Fate have more of an impact on people?


Or can they simply coincide with one another?

So many questions, but none of them are helping at this point.

Maybe one of you passerbys will read this and figure it out for me.



But for now,

I've finished my ravioli, and my family was right.


I. Am. Sick.

-[Err0r]-