My favorite love to this day remains Inception. Maybe just because I've though about the concept before or have actually had dream within a dream happen to me, but either way the movie still blows my mind today.
Plus it's all supposed to be in Europe, which is where I want to go the most.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Judgment Day
You see all the posts on the web and all the people that cone into class with ethical questions such as "What is racism to you?" "What is the ethical condition of Lone Peak High?" and "Is judgement really as bad as people say it is?" Yea it is.
Every high school that I've ever attended hasn't been as bad as Lone Peak.
Don't get me wrong it's not a horrible school. Pretty awesome actually. But the whole social class bull shit and the looks in the hall people give each other that say "you aren't worth me saying hi to" are getting overwhelming.
How easy would it be to go over to the girl you've never met before that looks kindof lonely when she eats lunch? What are your friends going to possible say about you if you try and make pleasant conversation with the person whose parents you know just got a divorce?
We all judge. But judge in favor of the people you judge. Because nobody is perfect.
Every high school that I've ever attended hasn't been as bad as Lone Peak.
Don't get me wrong it's not a horrible school. Pretty awesome actually. But the whole social class bull shit and the looks in the hall people give each other that say "you aren't worth me saying hi to" are getting overwhelming.
How easy would it be to go over to the girl you've never met before that looks kindof lonely when she eats lunch? What are your friends going to possible say about you if you try and make pleasant conversation with the person whose parents you know just got a divorce?
We all judge. But judge in favor of the people you judge. Because nobody is perfect.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Raw Talent
Lyrics inspired by a 5 year old. This is proof that we grow out of creativity.
I was going to a road
and I tripped over a bunny.
This is what our heart is for;
playing the guitar.
Almost that is correct.
Not necessarily supposed to,
but my friends are all here to play.
I was going on a road all day.
All day along...
All day along...
All day.
But then that's life.I almost got hurt.
There was a sign that said stop,
but I didn't want to stop.
We can all walk, heck we can crawl!
Just as long as we get there.
And as long as we crawl together.
I was going to a road
and I tripped over a bunny.
This is what our heart is for;
playing the guitar.
Almost that is correct.
Not necessarily supposed to,
but my friends are all here to play.
I was going on a road all day.
All day along...
All day along...
All day.
But then that's life.I almost got hurt.
There was a sign that said stop,
but I didn't want to stop.
We can all walk, heck we can crawl!
Just as long as we get there.
And as long as we crawl together.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Commodity is Dead
Thank you Jack Johnson. I wish I still lived next to you.
I stare at the box in front of me with peace boiling in my chest. It wants to explode and share itself with the world. And it will.
But through me. Later. It's mine for now.
What's the point of hatred? I feel contradictory because I hate the feeling. But I hate hating, so I still hate just like the rest of you. But I still love you. Every one of you.
Suppose that we all could understand eachother for one day? Could avoid the judgement and silence the whispers behind others backs that you know are being said about you and others? The girl's books just spread out over the floor. You know your hands will get stepped on if you help her, but because you'v already seen the smile on her face that warms the whole school you don't notice the pain or dirt that's on them.
We are all as lonely as we want to be. There's no use in stopping. But nobody ever told me not to.
Rise above the "rules". Not thinking if you're stupid for showing kindness. Just do it. Because being kind isn't stupid as you and I think.
So what if she's got black hair? She's not depressed. In fact...I'm happier looking at her than I am at you. Let's go say hi.
He's dancing in the hallway...wow! I had no idea people could jump that high!
She's a genius. Could you help me with my math? You're into pokemon? Dude you just brought back half my childhood!
Who's to say whats impossible? We forgot the world keeps spinning, and I can feel a change in everything.
I stare at the box in front of me with peace boiling in my chest. It wants to explode and share itself with the world. And it will.
But through me. Later. It's mine for now.
What's the point of hatred? I feel contradictory because I hate the feeling. But I hate hating, so I still hate just like the rest of you. But I still love you. Every one of you.
Suppose that we all could understand eachother for one day? Could avoid the judgement and silence the whispers behind others backs that you know are being said about you and others? The girl's books just spread out over the floor. You know your hands will get stepped on if you help her, but because you'v already seen the smile on her face that warms the whole school you don't notice the pain or dirt that's on them.
We are all as lonely as we want to be. There's no use in stopping. But nobody ever told me not to.
Rise above the "rules". Not thinking if you're stupid for showing kindness. Just do it. Because being kind isn't stupid as you and I think.
So what if she's got black hair? She's not depressed. In fact...I'm happier looking at her than I am at you. Let's go say hi.
He's dancing in the hallway...wow! I had no idea people could jump that high!
She's a genius. Could you help me with my math? You're into pokemon? Dude you just brought back half my childhood!
Who's to say whats impossible? We forgot the world keeps spinning, and I can feel a change in everything.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
The Ultimate Problem
Kid Cudi or Eminem...hmmmm...my head hurts...Somebody figure this out for me please?
I Figured It Out!
Well I made an awesome discovery. I'm in such a better mood throughout the whole day when I actually get 8 or more hours of sleep!
Who would'v known huh? Never would'v thought that sleep could make me happier.
So my resolution? Start going to bed at 9:30. At least for this year. When I don't have to get up for seminary next year I'll get even more sleep. Then I'll be even happier, and not just because I got more sleep!
Who would'v known huh? Never would'v thought that sleep could make me happier.
So my resolution? Start going to bed at 9:30. At least for this year. When I don't have to get up for seminary next year I'll get even more sleep. Then I'll be even happier, and not just because I got more sleep!
Courage
Would you look at all that distance...
I've got insurance right? Yea? All right C'ya!
Away I p
l
u
m
m
e
t...
Feels good to not worry about any consequences. If I crash...Oh well.
I've got insurance right? Yea? All right C'ya!
Away I p
l
u
m
m
e
t...
Feels good to not worry about any consequences. If I crash...Oh well.
4 Months
Well that was fast...4 months already. Good months too. Maybe I'll ask her if she wants to do something for our "Anneversary"...even if I can't spell it right.
She'll love what I do. I hope. But then again the fact that I'm writing this could annoy her. Her parents don't know after all and we both want to keep it that way. As a matter of fact why AM I writing this...oh yeah I need blog posts.
Dinner it is. Chicken Cordon Bleu with rice and broccoli. Strawberry Cheesecake for dessert. Except I'll cook it. I'm a good chef and she loves my food. Wish me luck!
She'll love what I do. I hope. But then again the fact that I'm writing this could annoy her. Her parents don't know after all and we both want to keep it that way. As a matter of fact why AM I writing this...oh yeah I need blog posts.
Dinner it is. Chicken Cordon Bleu with rice and broccoli. Strawberry Cheesecake for dessert. Except I'll cook it. I'm a good chef and she loves my food. Wish me luck!
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing
I look to my left. The same placid picture that was there two minutes ago still plasters the mosaic. Maybe it will change if I check in another two.
Right. Same response. Oh wait no! Somebody new came along...never mind. She just changed clothes.
I look down. Back up.
Slightly back down again. The wax has grown shorter. Not surprising. But still there's hope.
"What? Oh yes...another glass please."
Hmmm....same bitter taste. Good year though. Haven't seen 1920's in awhile. Oh...gone again already.
"Waiter! Oh you left the bottle? How kind of you."
Then something hard hits my head...
Someone taps my shoulder. The restaurant is closing. I look down. Back up.
Slightly back down. Look at that, stained table cloth with an empty glass next to it. Some klutz must have knocked it over. Oh wait...drool marks. I'm the klutz. He says there's no need to pay for tonight. Another kind gentleman.Unlike so many.
He didn't come. How could he? He was probably busy. But then again...no he wasn't. He even said he wasn't. That's why he could come tonight. Or should have anyway.
Muffled sound. "Yes please..."
Into a car. Slight motion sickness. Up the driveway. Handing the stranger my key.
Up the stairs.
Falling.
Covers are pulled over me. "Thank you sir."
Hmmm...treated like another human being. One species helping their own. Like it should be.
Where did all the people like him go?
Sunday, March 18, 2012
How We Think
Did you know that there is a set eye pattern that defines how we think and what were thinking about? My friend found this out from somebody and we tried it out. Not only did it completely work, but it was impossible to do not do it (at least for him.)
When we think and attempt to answer a question our eyes move a lot. We don't ever think about it because it's the natural thing to do, but I've never realized it until he actually told me it. There's a specific pattern to it too.
Up Left: You're making a list of possibilities in answer to that question.
Up Right: You're envisioning yourself put into that situation so that you can answer the question "first hand."
Up Straight: You're struck by sudden inspiration that you know without a doubt will work.
Left to Right: You're drawing on experiences or knowledge from the past that others have told you.
Any Downward Direction: You're thinking based on the emotions that you feel about that subject.
After reading this list we found out that this is completely true. Our eyes never stop moving when we think. the upward category was based on the left side, or analytical part of your brain. Any downward direction was associated with the right half, or creative side of your brain.
It's also nearly impossible to keep your eyes completely still when answering a question. You either won't be able to come up with a sincere answer (or none at all), or you wont be able to keep your eyes from moving. I was able to do it, but every other person that we tested this on wasn't able to keep their eyes still when we asked them a question that required them to think.
Try it sometime. You'll be surprised.
When we think and attempt to answer a question our eyes move a lot. We don't ever think about it because it's the natural thing to do, but I've never realized it until he actually told me it. There's a specific pattern to it too.
Up Left: You're making a list of possibilities in answer to that question.
Up Right: You're envisioning yourself put into that situation so that you can answer the question "first hand."
Up Straight: You're struck by sudden inspiration that you know without a doubt will work.
Left to Right: You're drawing on experiences or knowledge from the past that others have told you.
Any Downward Direction: You're thinking based on the emotions that you feel about that subject.
After reading this list we found out that this is completely true. Our eyes never stop moving when we think. the upward category was based on the left side, or analytical part of your brain. Any downward direction was associated with the right half, or creative side of your brain.
It's also nearly impossible to keep your eyes completely still when answering a question. You either won't be able to come up with a sincere answer (or none at all), or you wont be able to keep your eyes from moving. I was able to do it, but every other person that we tested this on wasn't able to keep their eyes still when we asked them a question that required them to think.
Try it sometime. You'll be surprised.
Jealousy
I Spied My Shadow Slinking-By Jack Prelutsky
I spied my shadow slinkingup behind me in the night.
I issued it a challenge,
and we started into fight.
I wrestled with that shadow,
but it wasn't any fun.
I tried my very hardest-
all the same, my shadow won.
This is a poem from my not too distant childhood. Fond memories of playing the added demos of the "Green Eggs and Ham" computer game spring up whenever I read this poem. I can reiterate the exact tone and animations from the game that have forever been indented into my memory.
All the same, there are feelings of resentment with reminiscing memories that come to mind when reading this poem. I envy those with more youth than I, with no other cares outside of whether they will play soccer or basketball for recess tomorrow.
If only I could return to the time of elementary school, with my original teachers and all the friends that grew 3 1/2 feet in my absence from them. What fun it would be to go back to childhood; to be as ignorant as you could possibly get and be able to face the world only with a smile and a Tootsie Pop to accompany it.
Whats college? Oh well, I get to go to Seven Peaks tomorrow. Test? You mean that thing where we put spelling words on yellow paper? Those are easy, all I had to do was watch Mary Poppins for the bonus word. Yes mom I practiced my cursive after school today can I go out to play football now?
It's too true: aging and worry are completely proportionate. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be kept a child forever...
Then again...what if not?
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Life and Death
Little side note: I've always rhymed this with light and meth. Play sports outside, get some light, and live life. Or stay inside, do some meth, and embrace death.
No hard drugs for me please. I don't want to end up not being able to help myself and having to snatch purses for my addiction.
I wrote about this topic in my "What If That's It" post. This is a very interesting idea...
I fear both ends of the spectrum, or rather that I fear the basis for both those sides. If I lived forever, I would go insane after the first hundred years past normality. If we died and stayed in the ground for eternity, with no further concious, I fear that even more.
My philosophy: CARPE DIEM!!!!!!! SEIZE THE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Live life to the fullest every day like you're going to die the next day! I may not always show it in class but outside of school if there's something fun to be done, I'm gonna be the one to do it first! I'm gonna be the record holder!
No hard drugs for me please. I don't want to end up not being able to help myself and having to snatch purses for my addiction.
I wrote about this topic in my "What If That's It" post. This is a very interesting idea...
I fear both ends of the spectrum, or rather that I fear the basis for both those sides. If I lived forever, I would go insane after the first hundred years past normality. If we died and stayed in the ground for eternity, with no further concious, I fear that even more.
My philosophy: CARPE DIEM!!!!!!! SEIZE THE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Live life to the fullest every day like you're going to die the next day! I may not always show it in class but outside of school if there's something fun to be done, I'm gonna be the one to do it first! I'm gonna be the record holder!
Wants
This is a tough one...really I don't know what I want.
I guess since I'm a dude that sex is included but other than that I've really got no idea. Maybe its that I know I want lots of things, but that I really don't care if I actually have them; either because I already have them or I could hardly ever get them even if I wanted to...
I want friends but I have tons of those already. I want a girlfriend but I've got that too...you're amazing by the way, I love you!
Money? Never have it so why bother wanting it? New skateboard? That's more of a need. I love my shoes, my teeth are straight, and I DEFINITLY don't need to lose weight.
I want my headache to go away right now there's 1 thing!
I want...food. There we go. I can never have enough of good things to eat! As an added bonus my metabolism is astronomically high so I can eat whatever I want with no consequences. Steak...yum. With mashed potatoes, gravy and pie...
Fruit by the foots, orange juice, anything on Ruby Tuesday's menu...
I'll be right back I'm hungry...
I guess since I'm a dude that sex is included but other than that I've really got no idea. Maybe its that I know I want lots of things, but that I really don't care if I actually have them; either because I already have them or I could hardly ever get them even if I wanted to...
I want friends but I have tons of those already. I want a girlfriend but I've got that too...you're amazing by the way, I love you!
Money? Never have it so why bother wanting it? New skateboard? That's more of a need. I love my shoes, my teeth are straight, and I DEFINITLY don't need to lose weight.
I want my headache to go away right now there's 1 thing!
I want...food. There we go. I can never have enough of good things to eat! As an added bonus my metabolism is astronomically high so I can eat whatever I want with no consequences. Steak...yum. With mashed potatoes, gravy and pie...
Fruit by the foots, orange juice, anything on Ruby Tuesday's menu...
I'll be right back I'm hungry...
Fears
I'm afraid of bragging.
I'm afraid of tests after I've procrastinated longer than I should have.
I'm afraid of bombing out.
I'm afraid of being caught.
I'm afraid of being thought as a jerk.
I'm afraid of being boring.
I'm afraid of not a lot (this post is kinda hard)
I'm afraid of aging.
I'm afraid of failing to prove my parents wrong about my future.
I'm afraid of being paralyzed my whole life.
I'm afraid of going blind.
I'm afraid of going deaf.
I'm afraid of breaking down.
I'm afraid of being bored.
I'm afraid of not being able to play sports.
I'm afraid of dissing girls (actually I just REALLY hate it)
I'm afraid of reliance.
I'm afraid of being left behind...
I'm afraid of tests after I've procrastinated longer than I should have.
I'm afraid of bombing out.
I'm afraid of being caught.
I'm afraid of being thought as a jerk.
I'm afraid of being boring.
I'm afraid of not a lot (this post is kinda hard)
I'm afraid of aging.
I'm afraid of failing to prove my parents wrong about my future.
I'm afraid of being paralyzed my whole life.
I'm afraid of going blind.
I'm afraid of going deaf.
I'm afraid of breaking down.
I'm afraid of being bored.
I'm afraid of not being able to play sports.
I'm afraid of dissing girls (actually I just REALLY hate it)
I'm afraid of reliance.
I'm afraid of being left behind...
Bliss
I look down at the plummeting world below me. My mind is at peace having found a way to break through the clutter and noise of the world to which i would soon return to.
The steady current of air rushes past my body, bypassing it as if I were no more significant that the clouds that the sky harbored.
If only I could fall for eternity...and why not? Maybe the world is really moving away from me as fast as I'm going towards it, and I'll be suspended in one point of space forever. What a blissful thought...
She stares at me as thought she hasn't seen me in years...her whispers reach my ears and suddenly the wind is still rushing past me, but its leaving thoughts and ideas just as fast as its traveling. She's always been there, never getting farther nor closer to me.
Always just within reach, but never vacant.
Thought I am calm, every fiber of my body vibrates, numbing me the way no dream ever could. In this I know without a doubt will last forever. I will be in suspended animation for the rest of my life, lost between the space of the horizon and the Earth.
This pergatory is where I want to be. Locked in an eternal dance.
With her.
The steady current of air rushes past my body, bypassing it as if I were no more significant that the clouds that the sky harbored.
If only I could fall for eternity...and why not? Maybe the world is really moving away from me as fast as I'm going towards it, and I'll be suspended in one point of space forever. What a blissful thought...
She stares at me as thought she hasn't seen me in years...her whispers reach my ears and suddenly the wind is still rushing past me, but its leaving thoughts and ideas just as fast as its traveling. She's always been there, never getting farther nor closer to me.
Always just within reach, but never vacant.
Thought I am calm, every fiber of my body vibrates, numbing me the way no dream ever could. In this I know without a doubt will last forever. I will be in suspended animation for the rest of my life, lost between the space of the horizon and the Earth.
This pergatory is where I want to be. Locked in an eternal dance.
With her.
Friday, February 24, 2012
What If That's It...?
This is going to kindof tie into the post about fears. But mostly it's about life and death.
My one great fear is nothing worldy. Sure I hate bugs and spiders but I know deep down that I'm not truely afraid of them. What I'm truely and utterly afraid of is a little hard to comprehend for some people. It's a little hard to explain too, and to incorporate every factor that makes up this one fear would crash blogger.com. Therefore, I'm going to try and summarize...
The thing that I'm terrified of is dying, and that being the last thing that you will every experience or be concious about. Think about it: you're old, aging, hooked up to numerous wires to keep you alive in a hospital and being fed meals through a tube. You think about every experience that you've ever had; every joy, every disappointment, every friend and accomplishment that you;ve ever had. Your feelings, thoughts, and really everything around you are things you start to really pay attention to. You conciously think and perceive everything instead of doin things like an automated machine. The air is so clean, the blankets so warm and fuzzy, and then...darkness
But not even darkness. Just jothing. You died, and you know no more. you can't see darkness; you don't have eyes or a brain to tell you. You can't know, feel, or despair that you've in a void of non-existance becuase you life and conciousness are gone. Everything you once were is completely meaningless and the only way you exist in in the memories of others who have retained their lives.
You're put in the gournd, your eyes forever shut to the world of light, and the only thing that you get to do is exist as an empty shell of a corpse. But you don't know that, because there is no you anymore.
Your whole life has been dominated by the idea that there's always something else to do after you've finished with the present. College after High School. Career after college. Marriage after or during your career.
Kids.
Parenting.
Their lives.
Retirement.
Death, Heaven, Forever...
Except that the last two are a joke.
Eternity for you is losing your soul and being transformed into a title that the world will either never know or forget when your peers enter the void.
I want the reader to look up after this paragraph and truely look, percieve, and appreciate your world through every sense. Don't look at a flower and think "Oh...a flower..." then continure walking down the street in the automatic state of living.
Look at, analyze, and think about everything about that flower. Forget about all social rules, deadlines, judgements, or things to do and make that flower your entire world. Make yourself a completely clean slate, and discover your love for everything in this world...
If you did this right, you should have realized that everything, especially your firend and people, are nothing short of miraculous. There is so much detail we ignore, so much hatred and fear that influences us, and so much love we suppress that we forget the beauty of this world.
Hate has its place in the world. As does love. But hate should take up so much of our time that we take for granted everything around us.
This world is real. Stop and smell the roses...
My one great fear is nothing worldy. Sure I hate bugs and spiders but I know deep down that I'm not truely afraid of them. What I'm truely and utterly afraid of is a little hard to comprehend for some people. It's a little hard to explain too, and to incorporate every factor that makes up this one fear would crash blogger.com. Therefore, I'm going to try and summarize...
The thing that I'm terrified of is dying, and that being the last thing that you will every experience or be concious about. Think about it: you're old, aging, hooked up to numerous wires to keep you alive in a hospital and being fed meals through a tube. You think about every experience that you've ever had; every joy, every disappointment, every friend and accomplishment that you;ve ever had. Your feelings, thoughts, and really everything around you are things you start to really pay attention to. You conciously think and perceive everything instead of doin things like an automated machine. The air is so clean, the blankets so warm and fuzzy, and then...darkness
But not even darkness. Just jothing. You died, and you know no more. you can't see darkness; you don't have eyes or a brain to tell you. You can't know, feel, or despair that you've in a void of non-existance becuase you life and conciousness are gone. Everything you once were is completely meaningless and the only way you exist in in the memories of others who have retained their lives.
You're put in the gournd, your eyes forever shut to the world of light, and the only thing that you get to do is exist as an empty shell of a corpse. But you don't know that, because there is no you anymore.
Your whole life has been dominated by the idea that there's always something else to do after you've finished with the present. College after High School. Career after college. Marriage after or during your career.
Kids.
Parenting.
Their lives.
Retirement.
Death, Heaven, Forever...
Except that the last two are a joke.
Eternity for you is losing your soul and being transformed into a title that the world will either never know or forget when your peers enter the void.
I want the reader to look up after this paragraph and truely look, percieve, and appreciate your world through every sense. Don't look at a flower and think "Oh...a flower..." then continure walking down the street in the automatic state of living.
Look at, analyze, and think about everything about that flower. Forget about all social rules, deadlines, judgements, or things to do and make that flower your entire world. Make yourself a completely clean slate, and discover your love for everything in this world...
If you did this right, you should have realized that everything, especially your firend and people, are nothing short of miraculous. There is so much detail we ignore, so much hatred and fear that influences us, and so much love we suppress that we forget the beauty of this world.
Hate has its place in the world. As does love. But hate should take up so much of our time that we take for granted everything around us.
This world is real. Stop and smell the roses...
Monday, February 13, 2012
I'm thinking about you like...
First off, props to Mike Taylor of the Poetry Slam. I swear some of these kids have got so much talent it's ridiculous. Just like some of the kids in the rap off every Friday. How do they think that fast?
Speaking of thinking, I'm constantly thinking about this one girl lately. In one word shes amazing. Beautiful, funny, and really outgoing. Every time I've seen her she looks, if its possible, even more goregous than the last time both inside and out. I'm thinking about her like genius' think about Stephen Hawking. Like flowers think about the sun. Like athletes think about Chase Hansen.
My other great love is the snow. I LIVE for snow. Winter is my favorite season because Snowburg starts calling my name. Unfortunatly, this year has been pathetic. Utah, the only thing I've seen "not live up to its name" more than you is when Hawaii was completley flat last winter. You just stare up at the mountains or out at the ocean and think "wtf...I just got majorly boned..." I'm thinking about you like voters think about Obama. Like Patriot fans think about Super Bowl XLVI. Like teenagers DON'T think about today's minimal day.
Speaking of thinking, I'm constantly thinking about this one girl lately. In one word shes amazing. Beautiful, funny, and really outgoing. Every time I've seen her she looks, if its possible, even more goregous than the last time both inside and out. I'm thinking about her like genius' think about Stephen Hawking. Like flowers think about the sun. Like athletes think about Chase Hansen.
My other great love is the snow. I LIVE for snow. Winter is my favorite season because Snowburg starts calling my name. Unfortunatly, this year has been pathetic. Utah, the only thing I've seen "not live up to its name" more than you is when Hawaii was completley flat last winter. You just stare up at the mountains or out at the ocean and think "wtf...I just got majorly boned..." I'm thinking about you like voters think about Obama. Like Patriot fans think about Super Bowl XLVI. Like teenagers DON'T think about today's minimal day.
What Is Love?
All right I admit I haven't been too good about this blog. I'm good at writing but getting on the web and typing on a something that I've never had before has takens some time to comit to memory. Kindof the same thing with Facebook: its gotten so ridiculously boring and pointless that I hardly ever go on anymore. Shoutout to Marshall Soulfull Jones for his poem that dude is legit!
Love. I think this might be both the most destructive and beneficial force ever to have been thought up. It can make your life a wonderful bliss that you wish would never end; or a painful nightmare that you want to end as soon as possible. Love is hard to explain, especially for a teenager. Teenage love isn't love in the slightest. Merely an alarming about of infatuation towards a person that leaves almost as soon as it comes. Unfortunatley for me, my friend has forced me to watch the notebook with her, so I've got to include the quote from Nick (is that his name?) that some types of love are brilliant flashes of shooting stars that tear across the midnight sky...and then are gone and lost in the next instant.
Don't get me wrong I love the IDEA of love. I've thought I've been in love with a few girls at one point (not at the same time) but whether its 6 months or a year, we eventually decide to split and have been awesome friends after that. I've seen "love" completley destroy some of my friends though. Some loser, jerk, dick of a guy will break their heart and it always leaves them with an empty sense of abandonment that I wish with all my heart I could repair.
Love will be a great thing when I know it. I think it will for every teenager. But until then I'm holding off on the L word with the girls I go out with. Sorry ladies. Love you anyway haha
Love. I think this might be both the most destructive and beneficial force ever to have been thought up. It can make your life a wonderful bliss that you wish would never end; or a painful nightmare that you want to end as soon as possible. Love is hard to explain, especially for a teenager. Teenage love isn't love in the slightest. Merely an alarming about of infatuation towards a person that leaves almost as soon as it comes. Unfortunatley for me, my friend has forced me to watch the notebook with her, so I've got to include the quote from Nick (is that his name?) that some types of love are brilliant flashes of shooting stars that tear across the midnight sky...and then are gone and lost in the next instant.
Don't get me wrong I love the IDEA of love. I've thought I've been in love with a few girls at one point (not at the same time) but whether its 6 months or a year, we eventually decide to split and have been awesome friends after that. I've seen "love" completley destroy some of my friends though. Some loser, jerk, dick of a guy will break their heart and it always leaves them with an empty sense of abandonment that I wish with all my heart I could repair.
Love will be a great thing when I know it. I think it will for every teenager. But until then I'm holding off on the L word with the girls I go out with. Sorry ladies. Love you anyway haha
Monday, January 30, 2012
My writings are my thoughts. I am here to share feelings, insights, questions, answers, and standpoints of anything and everything I think about. I love to write and always have. Its one of the many ways I express myself and I've been told I'm extremely good at it. My Creative Writing teacher will have to be the judge of that now but I'll keep this blog regardless.
As for an explanation behind my name, and equinox is when the sun has crossed the equator and made night and day exactly the same time in length. Narcotic was a synonym for mezmorizing, illusion, and enhancing; so I had in my mind's eye, an image of looking out over the vast ocean, surrounded by water, watching a massive pillar of light bombard the surface of the earth. As I'm watching this streams of energy and light are swirling and twisting out of this thing like millions of octopus legs, and it's creating this veil of illusions that puts me into a relaxed, blissfull trance. Unable to move...just perceive; staring unblinkingly at the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.
Really trippy picture the way I saw it.
As for an explanation behind my name, and equinox is when the sun has crossed the equator and made night and day exactly the same time in length. Narcotic was a synonym for mezmorizing, illusion, and enhancing; so I had in my mind's eye, an image of looking out over the vast ocean, surrounded by water, watching a massive pillar of light bombard the surface of the earth. As I'm watching this streams of energy and light are swirling and twisting out of this thing like millions of octopus legs, and it's creating this veil of illusions that puts me into a relaxed, blissfull trance. Unable to move...just perceive; staring unblinkingly at the most beautiful sight I've ever seen.
Really trippy picture the way I saw it.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)