It's easier to be mean to someone rather than doing something kind for someone. It takes true courage and a genuine heart to do the right thing.
I was shown Love growing up so I know what it feels like. I know how to identify it. I know how to give it back. Too many people don't. And for those I say this:
Be the person you wish you had in your Life.
In the end, that's all it takes.
What is this obsession we have with Social Media? Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr etc. Whenever I meet someone new I'm always asked if I have either of those and I almost get upset. Am I, standing in front you right now, not enough of an interaction? I just don't understand.
The idea of a Social Network is amazing. The entire world can have the ability to interact. To learn about everyone's differences and similarities. Learning of each others cultures and beliefs. It's incredible.
Instead, I'm bombarded with advertisement, fake pictures and ridiculous videos of people with no care for anything. I'll pass thank you.
Life is about learning. Stop wasting time looking at videos of other people wa...
I'm grateful for many things, but the one thing I'm thankful for is the gift of Life itself.
The gift of the ability to Think. Ask. Eat. Feel. Hurt. Reflect. Speak. Draw. Write. Learn and above all else, Love.
So for that I give my parents a big fat smooch.
With Life being what it is; a beautiful hardship, its important for everyone to keep their sanity. I truly believe everyone should always have SOMETHING to do that helps you relax.
For me its driving. There's something about sitting in a comfortable seat, adjusted appropriately and just watching the world pass you at 55 miles per hour that brings me that ultimate relaxation. I never pick a destination, some end point. I just pick a direction and go. Sure, I might use up some gas, but the drive is always worth it.
For most on here, I'm sure your go to is writing but if it isn't, what do you do to relax?
Dear people of Paris,
The events that unfolded Friday night were heartbreaking. So many innocent lives lost by senseless killing from an extremist group who tries to show an image of strength every time they are defeated where it matters. My state of mind has been scattered.
I think most people in France, if not all of France, are beginning to feel the same way the United States felt after 9/11. They're angry. Just as we were. We wanted everyone in the Middle East dead, and since then, an entire background was stereotyped... labeled.
As disturbing and infuriating these events have become, I encourage everyone who would listen to just take a minute to think.
Think about what to do next. Pl...
I dreamt that I died last night.
If anything it was a little bazaar. Strange... queer. I dreamt I betrayed somebody who I didn't recognize and he ended my life. The expression on his face was a "how could you"... or a " you son of a bitch", so betrayal I'm assuming.
Can't remember where I was but I do remember what I felt as I closed my eyes. I felt my chest go inward, as if it were being slowly sucked in. They say your soul lies at the center so maybe I felt my soul dying.
I saw nothing but black. A calm black and a warmth flowing through my body. I wasn't scared but I waited to see what would happen nervously . As if I was waiting for a clue as to what direction I would go. Maybe see a...
"No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life. There may be countless trails and bridges and demigods who would gladly carry you across; but only at the price of pawning and forgoing yourself. There is one path in the world that none can walk but you. Where does it lead? Don’t ask, walk!"
- Friedrich Nietzsche
This morning I walk into work with a fellow co-worker and good friend who has his hand wrapped in bandages (again). I don't even want to ask what happened this time and I can tell he doesn't even want to talk about, trying to avoid eye contact. Since I care about my friends though, I ask and he tells me with tears swelling in eyes... he's trying to hold them back with every ounce of strength he has left.
How do you help someone who's only way of solving problems is with their fists? How do you help someone who walks away from people who try to give helpful advice? He does that to everyone except me for some reason so there's a surprising amount of pressure on my shoulders.
He's told me ab...
Today a 14 year old was arrested in Texas for building a clock, which the teacher he showed it to thought was a bomb. Deep inside this type of act angers me to the point where it feels like my chest cavity wants to explode with dark, cruel energy.
Once again, we are shown an example of just how cruel the media we trust so much can alter the way we think and force us to discriminate each other... based solely on how we look and where we come from.
Once again, this is a sign of how racial profiling doesn't and will never work. Even worse, this type of act separates us even more from each other with people all over social media arguing about who is right and who is wrong using vomitous langua...
Growing up, I never saw color... as in skin color. Looking at society changing for the better I'm not sure if that was a necessarily good thing.
There are discussions now in person and online about racial equality and why its important and I feel odd not really being able to participate. Getting involved and talking about these things is important for moving forward as a society but what if you've never discriminated against someone?
What if you knew the only thing that truly mattered is that that person is kind? What if your family never talked about race and left you to make your own decisions?
If I could put my 2¢ in, I'd say Racism is something that is taught. No baby is born flipping...
Went through my list of penpals to notice that I've added mostly all women. The hell?
As usual I asked myself why and decided to find an answer. Went to all their profiles and realized the reason. I'm a guy already, I know how dudes think. I know what we really care about, and the stuff we shouldn't. It's the female mind that is my biggest curiosity. What goes on in their beautiful heads?
Since this is Writer's Wednesday, I'll give you some of my secret gems... so you're welcome...
1: Kelsey N. Kline (PO# 142347)
Kelsey's vocabulary and word usage is absolutely beautiful. She writes poetry, beautiful pieces that are all gold and to be honest... swoon the hell outta me. The essence of a t...
The emotions we feel are what make us human. Happiness. Nervousness. Sadness. They are all, in their own way beautiful.
Happiness. What makes a person happy really? Is it a new gadget? A new car? Can it be purchased? Is it presents we make for someone or an action we perform? Happiness is a field I myself wish were more active in, but down to the core Happiness is when someone is in a state of Bliss. A moment in someone's Life where everything they work at and dream about are put on hold and they try to latch onto something that gives them joy at that very moment. An attempt to obtain that glimpse of euphoria.
Nervousness. The fear of knowing something will happen but having no knowledge of...
I couldn't be more happier that gay-marriage has been legalized nationwide. I'm happy for a number of reasons. The main reason being, that now that it's legal, we are one step closer to how the world should be. Accepting of each other's differences.
Society is beginning to realize that there is no correct answer for simply being yourself. Be true to who you are and act on how you feel. The more comfortable you are with yourself and what you want, the more genuine the relationships and more promising the acceptance.
Hopefully after this however, we can all eventually come to a point where we stop labeling ourselves as gay, straight, black and white and simply be people. Living our lives the ...
"Why Am I Here?", I think, is the wrong thing to ask. You're here because mom and dad made love and through the beauty that is human creation you came to be.
"What's my purpose?" is a little too depressing and somewhat impossible to answer in words.
The question I believe we all want answered is "What should I be doing with my time here?" "How can I contribute to this thing we call Life?" THAT is the question we want answered and your God can not give you that answer.
What he/she did give you was your self-worth and talent. Go out. Do something spontaneous. Eat everything your pallet can handle. Meet people and learn about their experiences and life lessons. Fall in love. Experience the feeli...
Is this what I'm meant to live in?
The in-between generation.
The very start of when everything is changing?
When things change people get hurt. People eventually get left behind and its happening. People are drifting away and I'm stuck in the backwards current, left to feed off the remains of what was and dream about what could be.
What will be.
And never see it bloom.
I still have the more logical option in my head. I love to love. I'm one to spoil my significant other but I want to be able to spoil her properly. I want a nice car, a place of my own and to just live a little before I choose to focus entirely on another person because I know I will. Is that wrong? I'm 23 with dreams yet to fulfill. Do I put it on hold? It sucks experiencing certain things now that would be great to experience with someone else beside me.
I don't want just anyone with me either. Someone who's as open-minded as I am. Someone who stays away from all the needless drama. Someone who loves to love.
Is that too picky even?
Its hard to say really. I feel like such a mess somet...
You're stronger than any addiction I've experienced.
You're the calming current that Life turns into.
You're enlightenment and zen with my eyes open.
You make my knees shake when you're next to me.
You make my heart beat so fast I have the ambulance waiting outside just in case.
I reopen your text messages over and over again to make it seem like you're here speaking to me.
You're the greatest sickness I've ever felt.
You're a myth because I can't believe that you exist.
I can't believe you're here.
I can't believe I'm speechless.
You turn me into an annoying little girl because I can't even.
Just tell me to help you with something. Tell me I'm cute. Give me a hug. Blow me a kiss. ...
I found you alone by the pools of your own tears, lost in the forest of regret.
I found myself longing to be with you forever until the fires of Life burned us to ash.
I found that I'm addicted to people and to the act of healing them, being their everything and getting a high off of it.
I found that I'm forever spinning a whirlpool of self hate and judgment and that you are the calming current it changes into.
I found that you are everyone and I'm in love with you.
I found that I'm obsessed with addiction and its killing me slowly and I'm okay with it.
I found that I'm sick in every way you secretly love and I'm afraid that I'm too dangerous, and that makes you want me more.
I'm falling apart, yet her presence keeps me together
Its the little things she remembers
The way she jokes around
As if we've been friends forever
As if love has been found
So far away, yet not too far
She leaves for me little things in my pocket so I always know she's close
Too far away to reach her by car
She comes from the land of movies and TV shows
She's meant to be something great, her aura can be felt through her messages
If not having her is fate, then this is proof of how difficult life is
She means more to me than anything I have now and I don't even have her
Is this an obsession?
Is she a beautiful bird that can never be captured?
Am I to live my life knowing I can never have ...
Always asking questions
Always looking for answers
When we give up we look up to the stars, dead balls of wonder millions of miles away, that have left their light to be gazed upon and remembered.
And somewhere deep within us we secretly ask ourselves... who will remember us?
We are meant to be so much more than what we think we are. The only thing that prohibits us from becoming whatever that is, is ourselves.
Wisdom and Purpose are too easily twisted to Pride and Desire.
Dear conspiracy theorists,
Grab your things and leave your country. All you complain about IS your country and how it's out to get you and no matter what GOOD happens in the world, there's always a catch and someone is taking away your well-being. I can't take it anymore.
Move to an old cabin lost in a forest so that the government can't trace you and force you to assassinate the next president because they need more oil and plan on enslaving all of us and eventually send us all back to the Stone Age because the people who OWN the government finally filled their wallets... (Takes breath)
It's the epitome of idiocy. The holy grail of ignorance. You all are so ridiculously gullib...
I'll just come out and say it... You don't get enough credit for everything that you do.
Not only that, you aren't cared for nearly enough as you all should be. It's not right, so I'm glad to see Lettrs having a special International Women's Day opportunity for all the women around the world to participate.
I may not be a woman but I do love them very much.
They're our caretakers and life teachers. Our beautiful wives and partners. Our powerful goddesses in our textbooks. They are all of the above.
I was told at a young age to treat a woman as if she was made of glass. She's delicate, so take care of her. Not every woman may want to be so loved-up but its just in my nature, ...
Two weeks ago my mother was diagnosed with cancer in her uterus after doctors noticed a polyp. They caught it very early and performed surgery early this morning. It took 4 hours and afterwards doctors were almost speechless. They told my mother and father that the cancer was nowhere to be seen. Jaws dropped and tears flowed.
Whether this was faith, fate or luck... Life can be so unpredictable.
No matter what the news may be that comes your way, just look at it as another hurtle to jump over before you reach the finish line. It'll make even the worst news pass by as if it never happened.
No, I don't watch the News. So many good things happening in the world yet for some reason, all they talk about is the bad.
I'd rather experience things for myself. If need be, partake in activities by myself. Is that sad? I don't think so. I think the only people who believe it is are those who can't be alone for a second.
The way I see it, I get to experience something with a new group of people every day. I get to communicate with someone new. Friends are the people you find that make you feel good for simply being yourself, and there is a world full of people.
No I don't use Facebook. I'd rather make plans to go on a trip in person and poke people till they scream at me. I don't need ...
Time goes by forever quietly.
People come and go forever suddenly. They're a gift or a lesson, either way they appear.
I've spent so much time wondering...why?
We either fall in love or disgustingly hate these people so there needs to be a reason why. Maybe it's a way of discovering yourself. The people you love resonate with you while the people you hate are idols of whom to never become.
If hate needs to exist, subliminal hate towards those who seek to hurt others can be the only acceptable form. Life is too short to be busy hating someone for who they are.
As the word hate keeps bouncing around in my head I feel dirtier than ever. Such a horrible word.
To be told to be nice is easy....
Need to rant,
As much as I try to make others happy, I battle my own demons from within. I've noticed making others feel good about themselves and making others smile makes me smile. It helps...
But it only pushes back that feeling, it never defeats it.
I've made a lot of mistakes. Everyday, some way or another, I'm reminded of these mistakes and beat myself up about them. I don't go looking for the things that remind me, I try hard to do the opposite.
It sneaks up.
Lurks deep underneath everything good that happens.
I just want it all to stop.
There's more to life than petty problems. There's more to life than to do lists and doing random things to keep you busy. There's a lot more, and ...
Dear Mr Star,
How I wish I could see you more clearly in the night sky. Along with your other companions that shine down on us so far away & yet so close.
How I wish I was more attune to nature. I wish I could go wherever I pleased. I wish I could feel like this planet was mine.
How I wish everything could just stop for a second and everyone I share this world with came together for a massive worldwide celebration. To celebrate that we're here, that we're alive and that we can thrive in unison even though we're incredibly diverse.
Mr. Star, I don't want to sound like a softy. I don't want to sound like I'm forever in my own thoughts. That I'm a rediculous dreamer.
I'm just an observer...