Excerpted from my tumblr page.
Philosophical thoughts:
*My older rantings tend to be a bit more pessimistic.
On relationships.
The best people in life actually like you for who you are, and not how you look on the outside - but keep in mind that your outside reflects yourself as a person. Things that you cannot change about yourself are not judged, but your overall presentation will always be matter. Those with ill hearts make ill decisions. Don’t fret, because those worthy of you will truly see you for who you are.
Wonderings.
What of those above and beyond me, whose realizations take them to places I can’t even imagine? While I transcend boundaries relative to my own stature in life, I cannot help but look upon those who are incomprehensable, whose existential influence far exceeds my own.
I’d like to think that regardless of where you are in life, the only thing that matters is your ascension, regardless of pace.
Persistence. I must remain diligent in my own pursuit with the end in mind, for even though their own struggle is different from mine, it does not necessarily mean I am of less value…the whole structure must function to a tee, each part doing what it needs in order to enable the entire mechanism to run smoothly.
Perspective.
Are you not the bane and life essence of man? Do you know where I’m coming from? Understand me. Understand what I am trying to express to you, what I convey is never taken accurately perhaps it is understood but my why is never known.
Expressing how you feel is an effort in futility. You will be seen for what you are feeling rather than why you are feeling this way, sympathies perhaps given but not granted on the same logic. Let you marvel at the inner workings of my mind, let me paint for you the most intricate portrait of my thoughts and write the most honest sonnet. Why though? Your interpretations are just that, they are not emphatical of what I feel nor will you ever understand.
Life and its intrinsic value.
“Life is what you make of it.” Few people realize the meaning of this saying, perhaps it is subjective but this is my interpretation which I feel is the “true” definition.
Choice. You choose to exercise and be in shape, you choose to be lethargic and overweight. You choose to go to work, to wake up in the morning, to take a shower; to stay at home, to sleep in, to not bathe. You choose to live or die. We all have a choice. What we choose to do will affect where we are at, and where we are at is a reflection of nothing more than our preference.
You can live comparing your life to someone elses, or you can live knowing that your stature is not a reflection of your worth. There is equal wisdom gained from parallel perspectives; someone who lives humbly will come to the eventual truth that happiness is not measured in material wealth, but in satisfaction of ones own effort.
We are all over and under, wealthy and poor, wise and ignorant, strong and weak. We are everything simultaneously yet we are not, because to another we can only be the prior or latter, but to all we change depending on each persons perspective of us, their opinion relative to their own position, who we are subjective to everyone.
So live your life knowing that you are equal and unequal, and that you should not aim for something merely because it is seemingly better to others; do as you please, because the dead are able to rest just as much as we are able to breathe and they cannot.
Decision, Will Power and Wisdom.
Everyone makes their own choices in life, even those who choose to let others make them for them; they chose that. If I feel that to be happy I must live in a certain area, be surrounded by certain people and make a certain amount of money then that’s my standard, it’s what I want out of life.
But the system in place can easily ruin ones chances at succeeding, we are not all super economists, most of us are just average people working average jobs living average lifestyles. I don’t feel like settling for average. Why, because it’ll make me better than you average people? Hell no it won’t make me a damn bit better, but it’s what I want.
Realizing that you want more from life than most people is halfway to getting where you want, now you must put yourself into action. Do not delay! If you want something then get it. What separates us from what we want to be is ourselves; we are our own worst enemy. There are those who simply do not care despite their suffering and complaining they just cannot exert the necessary will-power to do anything other than lay around.
Can anyone truly be happy? The pursuit of happiness is an eternal chase. As the saying goes, ”ignorance is bliss.” - I find much truth in this. The stupid are the happiest of all! For how could understanding be synanimous with joy? Wisdom does not make one happy nor does it make one depressed; knowledge is plain and unexciting. Curiosity develops from not knowing something, once that thing is known it is no longer fascinating. A magicians trick will get no applause if the crowd knows how it’s done.
Poetry:
A seam.
My passion for change shall always remain,
for who would wish to be so plain?
Change is like the seasons, although certain for me,
a constant shift of intensity,
because within this change there is even more change,
and with our approval, perhaps an exchange
of morals, beliefs, goals and dreams
We’ll come together, to form a seam
although wrinkled with the pain of our past
for certain our future will always last
a seam.
I wanna tell you ‘bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat.
Everyone is hearing your song, so make it interesting. They want your face your place your gills your hills, a slip slop slope slipping sloppily into a slappin’ slip. My sense isn’t senseless.
“An American Prayer”
What am I trying to learn? There is no life in love or love in life, a drib drabbling dribble of daft dabbling disfigurement, my words remain unhinged.
A sociological endeavor
To make fame out of lame you must present it with a bow, packaging is key.
“The hitchhiker leveled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason.”
What have I been experiencing throughout time, who am I and where am I going? I am of the people lost years ago because of nothing, what has been found has been lost again and again, and it shows with the lack of understanding.
I find myself in a teacup.
“Bird of prey, bird of prey, flying high, flying high, am I going to die?”
And they rant on and on, on their rant running run and speak without end, words flowing effortlessly through the ages.
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Feedback is appreciated, thanks for reading! :]
Philosophical thoughts:
*My older rantings tend to be a bit more pessimistic.
On relationships.
The best people in life actually like you for who you are, and not how you look on the outside - but keep in mind that your outside reflects yourself as a person. Things that you cannot change about yourself are not judged, but your overall presentation will always be matter. Those with ill hearts make ill decisions. Don’t fret, because those worthy of you will truly see you for who you are.
Wonderings.
What of those above and beyond me, whose realizations take them to places I can’t even imagine? While I transcend boundaries relative to my own stature in life, I cannot help but look upon those who are incomprehensable, whose existential influence far exceeds my own.
I’d like to think that regardless of where you are in life, the only thing that matters is your ascension, regardless of pace.
Persistence. I must remain diligent in my own pursuit with the end in mind, for even though their own struggle is different from mine, it does not necessarily mean I am of less value…the whole structure must function to a tee, each part doing what it needs in order to enable the entire mechanism to run smoothly.
Perspective.
Are you not the bane and life essence of man? Do you know where I’m coming from? Understand me. Understand what I am trying to express to you, what I convey is never taken accurately perhaps it is understood but my why is never known.
Expressing how you feel is an effort in futility. You will be seen for what you are feeling rather than why you are feeling this way, sympathies perhaps given but not granted on the same logic. Let you marvel at the inner workings of my mind, let me paint for you the most intricate portrait of my thoughts and write the most honest sonnet. Why though? Your interpretations are just that, they are not emphatical of what I feel nor will you ever understand.
Life and its intrinsic value.
“Life is what you make of it.” Few people realize the meaning of this saying, perhaps it is subjective but this is my interpretation which I feel is the “true” definition.
Choice. You choose to exercise and be in shape, you choose to be lethargic and overweight. You choose to go to work, to wake up in the morning, to take a shower; to stay at home, to sleep in, to not bathe. You choose to live or die. We all have a choice. What we choose to do will affect where we are at, and where we are at is a reflection of nothing more than our preference.
You can live comparing your life to someone elses, or you can live knowing that your stature is not a reflection of your worth. There is equal wisdom gained from parallel perspectives; someone who lives humbly will come to the eventual truth that happiness is not measured in material wealth, but in satisfaction of ones own effort.
We are all over and under, wealthy and poor, wise and ignorant, strong and weak. We are everything simultaneously yet we are not, because to another we can only be the prior or latter, but to all we change depending on each persons perspective of us, their opinion relative to their own position, who we are subjective to everyone.
So live your life knowing that you are equal and unequal, and that you should not aim for something merely because it is seemingly better to others; do as you please, because the dead are able to rest just as much as we are able to breathe and they cannot.
Decision, Will Power and Wisdom.
Everyone makes their own choices in life, even those who choose to let others make them for them; they chose that. If I feel that to be happy I must live in a certain area, be surrounded by certain people and make a certain amount of money then that’s my standard, it’s what I want out of life.
But the system in place can easily ruin ones chances at succeeding, we are not all super economists, most of us are just average people working average jobs living average lifestyles. I don’t feel like settling for average. Why, because it’ll make me better than you average people? Hell no it won’t make me a damn bit better, but it’s what I want.
Realizing that you want more from life than most people is halfway to getting where you want, now you must put yourself into action. Do not delay! If you want something then get it. What separates us from what we want to be is ourselves; we are our own worst enemy. There are those who simply do not care despite their suffering and complaining they just cannot exert the necessary will-power to do anything other than lay around.
Can anyone truly be happy? The pursuit of happiness is an eternal chase. As the saying goes, ”ignorance is bliss.” - I find much truth in this. The stupid are the happiest of all! For how could understanding be synanimous with joy? Wisdom does not make one happy nor does it make one depressed; knowledge is plain and unexciting. Curiosity develops from not knowing something, once that thing is known it is no longer fascinating. A magicians trick will get no applause if the crowd knows how it’s done.
Poetry:
A seam.
My passion for change shall always remain,
for who would wish to be so plain?
Change is like the seasons, although certain for me,
a constant shift of intensity,
because within this change there is even more change,
and with our approval, perhaps an exchange
of morals, beliefs, goals and dreams
We’ll come together, to form a seam
although wrinkled with the pain of our past
for certain our future will always last
a seam.
I wanna tell you ‘bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat.
Everyone is hearing your song, so make it interesting. They want your face your place your gills your hills, a slip slop slope slipping sloppily into a slappin’ slip. My sense isn’t senseless.
“An American Prayer”
What am I trying to learn? There is no life in love or love in life, a drib drabbling dribble of daft dabbling disfigurement, my words remain unhinged.
A sociological endeavor
To make fame out of lame you must present it with a bow, packaging is key.
“The hitchhiker leveled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason.”
What have I been experiencing throughout time, who am I and where am I going? I am of the people lost years ago because of nothing, what has been found has been lost again and again, and it shows with the lack of understanding.
I find myself in a teacup.
“Bird of prey, bird of prey, flying high, flying high, am I going to die?”
And they rant on and on, on their rant running run and speak without end, words flowing effortlessly through the ages.
---
Feedback is appreciated, thanks for reading! :]
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