Cory Donaldson Blog 2

I lost a good friend of mine recently due to some bad drug choices. He was such a bright soul, always extending his help any way he could. He didn't die or anything... he just completly lost himself while trying to find himself. Now isn't that ironic? Note to whom it may concern: don't mix drugs with self discovery. Remember it's all mind over matter and you are always in control of your trip. It blows my mind how people just completely lose themselves, they start to speak in riddles and they get this insane look in their eyes. It really freaks you out when they stare into your eyes and smile.. ya know? Like something out of a movie but this shit's real. Nobody wants to tell you in the beginning of your drug adventures that some people never come out the other side until it's too late and sometimes the damage is irreversable. It makes me want to cry but it doesn't make me want to stop using drugs. I just which that he could have been stronger, and smarter then to let the drugs ruin his life. He had to leave campus because he couldn't manage himself properly and now he might get his education taken away from him... in the end everything he thought he discovered about the meaning of life won't mean a damn thing cause he's going to be alone and crazy. Sigh. I found this bench in the meadow while trippin' the other day and I sat down and read this quote written to the right side and it said, "Love is the answer to the irrelevance of exsistence," and at the time I'd never heard anything so true in my life. I'd like to live this out in my life. I've always thought love is the answer but now I know for sure what the question was to even begin with. I hope my friend can mend his troubled mind with some love and time. Time will always stay the same and so will love. Everything else changes. Change is inevitable, well except from vending machines...