tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40165459856434168822011-04-21T14:40:28.993-04:00Certified InsaneVoidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01917588320211030297noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4016545985643416882.post-20733822676123744982007-11-09T15:04:00.000-05:002007-11-09T20:27:28.339-05:00I chose the word Void as my identity for this blog because it's the way I've felt since my last delusional manic high. It's been roughly four months since I've come back down to the dark subterranean cave that I've dwelt in for the better part of three years. My life is vacant of the things that seem to give value, meaning, and substance to others. Namely friends, family, purpose, or any economic skill. I stumbled upon a statement by Fernando Pessoa recently that elegantly expresses my current and most familiar state.<br /><br />"Little by little I discover in myself<br />the pain of finding nothing."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4016545985643416882-2073382267612374498?l=countdowntopangea.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Voidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01917588320211030297noreply@blogger.com1