Friday, January 1, 2010

they won't bother me

difference: people who know you in general vs people who know random facts about you that close to nobody knows. you know? my problems aren't always real problems - more often than not they aren't. so many of people's problems aren't actually issues worth something great... it's just life. it's just what happens. stop dragging your face on the ground. i guess that sometimes i'm one to talk, like everybody else, but i guess another difference is realization vs naivety/ignorance. everything repeats itself. history, lives, relationships, feelings, days, months, years, wars, societies... everything is tangible and everything is lucid - everything has the opportunity to be lucid, and more in particular the people involved in all of these cycling THINGS have the opportunity to realize a conscious choice to be lucid. to take control. to understand. to deliver. but even with this, everything that's happening has already happened over and over and over and over again - maybe a different place, different people, different time, different anything - but it's all already happened. i don't know what exact point i'm trying to make right now but i think it's a little like this - being serious at the right times is important because it will affect your life and state of mind and individual perspective, but always know that if you take life for what it is and think and soak it in and take a chance and do what you want and love who you love - you'll be okay. you'll be alright. you'll be good. the world will play out how it wants to so just do what it takes to get by and not miss out on the things that you've always loved and actually want to do.
i think.


i hear sirens outside my house every 10 minutes or less, my brain is programmed to hear knocking on my window, my body's used to being awake till 5 am, i'm hungry at weird times, my phone is constantly full of texts from the same few people all day and night, weird situations are all over my life. but i'm good. i'm gooood.

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