It's pretty damn true, what that weird little webcomic site said; point is lifeless. Not the way it was meant, ie. reversed, but literally. After a fair bit of searching, I eventually did find a point, sometime during the summer. A rather weak one; that's all there is, though many delude themselves into thinking there is more. A weak one indeed. A... lifeless one.
But still, it could be worse. I have reason to live through my life, and that I'll do. I doubt there is much to find within it, though. Hmm... Now, where did I put that maniacalness of mine? I'll have to search around for a bit, inside... whatever my mind is best described as; it makes it all much more interesting. It's a bit rough and unrefined, though. Like a large chunk of ore. I need to work on it, and make something beautiful out of it. Mwahahahahaaa!