Saturday, January 16, 2016
Age is a funny thing. I realized that when I was younger I worried about all the wrong things at all the wrong times. The amount of self appointed stress was unbelievable for me. I tried to always do the right thing. I got praise for doing the right thing. But at the same time I saw friends of mine get away with the wrong things and find success. This brings up the question, "What is success?"
Friday, January 15, 2016
There is nobody more alone than someone who is in a bad relationship. Not a typical violent relationship, but one in which everything on the outside looks ideal. But what goes on behind closed doors in an entirely different story. Every day we wake up and prepare ourselves for what we are going to do. We shower, shave, shit, and pick out some clothes to wear. It is in this way that we are all actors. However, nothing is more lonely than having to act all day and night. This is where gray hair originates.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
time
The loneliest people make for the best actors. In public they speak highly of their relationship with their significant other. But deep down on the inside they feel particularly alone. They are tired of the charade, yet cannot seem to find a way out of the comfort of it all; we get used to certain things, good and bad, as time flows forward.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Sometimes I feel like I am there, but I'm really not. I'm never really at home even when I am home. This is the only way I know how to be. Booze didn't work. Now the drugs seem to be working, but the doctor is nothing more than a dealer, a middleman in the cycle of pharmaceutical medications. I am tired of them. I am tired of the worry.
Sunday, December 20, 2015
I often think to myself, "Why in the Hell am I here?" "What is my purpose?" These are ridiculous questions nobody can answer. Yet, knowing this, I still ponder these tough questions. The funny thing is: the more I think the less I get done. It's kind of a catch 22 situation. That said, I continue my quest of self discovery. I continue searching and living, looking for answers. I don't see how I can change now.
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Sometimes, much of the time, the best answer to any question is "I don't know," especially when you don't know. I don't believe we hear those words enough. If we do hear them, we let them leave our heads as fast as they got into our heads. What follows "I don't know" should then be a single thought in our minds: What is the answer to that question and then delve into some research. Oh sure we may know a few things about a thing or two, but we are all guilty of claiming to know something we know nothing about.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
There have been many times that I just wanted to give up, turn in my chips so to speak. I mean, I have had a few friends end it all. But I have realized that this is not the way. Yes times are tough. Yes I feel bad most of the time. But that doesn't mean I am going to quit. I've been through too much already to quit now. So I keep on moving, not always forward, but I keep on moving. I know that one day everything will come together and I will realize a dream.
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