Sunday, March 11, 2018
Every single day there is someone who kills himself in this and all other countries. People have been doing it since the beginning. Also, people die through all kinds of means each and every day. These are people we never hear about unless they are family or friends. Otherwise, all people die is relative obscurity and alone. One could say we come into this world in much the same way. As we all know, the only truths we know for sure is that there will always be taxes and we are all going to die. We've all joked about those two concepts since we heard the joke when we were kids with our entire lives ahead of us. Now, many of us are getting older and with our age we are beginning to see our friends and family fall. Someone said a long time ago that longevity is the reward for a good life. I'm not so sure about that statement. Thus far, age has taught me: the longer we live, the more we get to see those we care about die. Our significance level to society diminishes with age. Pain increases everywhere. And you finally understand how meaningless it was to be in a hurry or buy things you did not need. In reality, there is only so much one can do with money and love is the only real thing that anyone takes with them when their bodies cease to function... for whatever reason. Now, in this time, it is more important than ever for people to abandon their ritualized work schedule that has modified their lives into a smaller, more predictable, less free version of themselves and exchange it for the sunshine and moonshine of another career... one that has their heart right in the middle of the picture.
Saturday, March 10, 2018
I believe we don't hear the truth just as we don't see the truth. This is for two reasons: First, words are easily placed in such a way as to give off meanings that are other than what they read. Second, no two people hear in the same ways and therefor no real consensus can be agreed upon. Within this mess of humanity and salesmanship, one can seek out the truth. Unfortunately, when the truth is revealed or is stumbled upon, depending on who and what amount of money is involved, can be a life-changing experience. At the very least, it can forever prevent someone from wanting to participate in the game at all. Every hero that has ever existed... every man of success that has ever walked our earth was, is, and will be... flawed. When words are written about an event, it depends on how the writer feels about the participants and/or the outcome as to how those words will be received. Once passion is placed within a structure of words and the words reflect that passion, emotions are stirred and truth can become very much an incidental thing. This is very much like what we see. Hollywood makes movies and none of them are real. Every image, unless it is historical and true footage, is manufactured with words to fit. Truth can be found, but provability will always be an issue as truth once again becomes secondary.
Thursday, March 8, 2018
You can't try to be an original anything. It is not something to search for and find. Well, in fact, it very much can be something that needs to be sought after and found. Some people can just let it go, say... their natural curiosity for things or maybe their dreams altogether. That is the place from where our originality grows. In that sense, it can be said that originality is not lost, but misplaced and/or forgotten about over time due to the stresses of the day or circumstance(s) one may find himself involved with. One certainly has to be an original entity to deal with things, certain things that occur in life that do happen quite by chance which can be somewhat... infuriating. Outside of circumstance, it takes a certain something for someone to stick by their original goals, their original vision... whatever that vision may be. In order for anybody to conquer the realities of the day, they have to stay simple and true to that one vision, that one simple theme that drove the original idea in the first place. This is one way to seek out and find what is truly original... in you.
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
Monday, March 5, 2018
It is my disease and yours that must endure and together we must journey through the exotic until we no longer can bear the thought of life with one another. This was her attitude and at the time it made perfect sense. I agreed with her in that no two people should stay together once the fire burns out. But that wasn't us. We had no kids and never wanted any.
Kids do not need to see the negative friction being delivered to them because the "colliders" think it is best to remain a couple Because of the kids. In actuality, kids don't need to see a relationship die and then maintain itself using them as vessels for future fortune and dream realization in their parents eyes. That can be viewed as a world of insanity where anything can happen.
Kids do not need to see the negative friction being delivered to them because the "colliders" think it is best to remain a couple Because of the kids. In actuality, kids don't need to see a relationship die and then maintain itself using them as vessels for future fortune and dream realization in their parents eyes. That can be viewed as a world of insanity where anything can happen.
I remember observing the wives of my brothers. I remember each of them lovingly playing the role of wife. One time, I was playing golf with my brother in Taft. We were on the fifth tee, which is about the furthest we can get from the clubhouse where the phone is located. The announcement was something to the effect of emergency. My brother hopped in the cart and rolled all the way over to the clubhouse. After letting three groups ahead of us, he comes back smiling... but he did not mention what the conversation was about. We hit our tee shots, got in the cart and boom, another call. My brother took me to my ball and then rolled back to the clubhouse to take the call. Over the next 5 holes he left the game three more times to take a call from his new bride. She was, to say the very least, obsessive and compulsive. The only person in the world that really mattered was her. Needless to say, they did not divorce until after having two boys. Since that time, my brother refuses to marry and she has been married three more times... each man wealthier than the next. Always the money it was with that woman. Always the fucking money.
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