SPEED HERO Blog — speedhero

Depression does weird things. My morals and view points on the value of life have changed so dramatically in the past few years. I now believe that no one has any real value, there is no real true meaning to life, there is no one true god/any at all, blah blah blah Nihilism to the extreme. It's truly how I feel, which is frustrating, but how? I don't generally find many things fun anymore. The idea of building and owning a car isn't exciting really, and it shows in my racecar sitting for months. Sure it'd be fun to drive...

We did some sports things on a hunk of crap Corolla. One junk motor for another. Conner the film guy.  

Home from work with excessive depression, I was just being angry in photoshop when this poured out of me. Full gallery here:  https://www.flickr.com/photos/48368366@N02/sets/72157642875429035/

Brain kegels. This is just me typing. I may never post this, but even if I am brave enough to post it up, it doesn't justify that it's a good read. It all began, one mid summer fall winter spring morning afternoon evening when I completely forget why I needed to leave. There's no memorable reason why I needed to leave, but suddenly I felt this massive desire to leave my life. This is an important missing step, if you are continuing into the depth of this journal entry,...

It's like a sequel. There is some cellphone footage from today. Welcome to the world of tomorrow.