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In this world each individual believes in the perfect world. Where all their problems are washed away and it’s perfect. No one will ever truly achieve their perfect world because to get there requires problems and since in a perfect world there is no problems there is no perfect world. That doesn’t mean we can’t work to achieve it. We can’t work for everything we need. There is a chance that someday we achieve a world. Where no one has to suffer nearly as much. A world where equal rights are real and people don’t even talk about them. A world where poverty has been abolished and everyone has a place to live, big enough for their family. In this world, Earth will start colonizing on different planets. We’ll adventure out into the stars and find distant planets in which we can thrive. This world won’t be perfect. It will be pretty close though. There will still be death and disease, but we are working to stop disease. We accepted that death is meant to be. For without death people will keep on living and overpopulate every planet we live on. This world may not be perfect, but it sure does sound like a world I would like to live in.
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I’m speaking to you guys today with no intention of you hearing my voice. You read these words as you, not knowing who is behind them. I’m an invisible force that tells you how I think. You might not care what you think. You might view my opinions as amusing. I don’t really know what to say today. I want to talk about metaphors, but that is relatively boring. So why am I talking to you guys today, because I told you I would. I set days of the week. Monday and Wednesday I need to be consist don’t I. I’m sorry about this pointless post today.
No one judges you
When they can’t see you Don’t know what you do Because there is nothing to judge That’s why inspiration Explodes at night Why our emotions Come out Tears Laughter Stomach aches For at night we know That we can feel We know we’re safe It used to be Before light bulbs That the night Was terrifying People died People disappeared In the dark Where we couldn’t see Now we can say Outloud at night Who we are Reassure ourselves For if we can say it Outloud It’s true I dare you That when you feel empty And everyone is asleep Reassure yourself out loud Of who you are If not to make you feel better Just to feel the truth Roll off your tongue It’s worth it. To most there is no future the entire world is just now they don’t even want to comprehend that all that they are doing is in the past. I know that they have reasons they are not just not caring I can’t see them they’re invisible I keep on trying to see but they are gone. What future is this one where no one cares all of this is in the past and no one seems to care they destroyed all hope of us truly knowing freedom ignorance is a blessing and it sure is cursing us. There is no rhythm to this
for I don’t need rhythm to explain that I tried so hard to work and keep all this underneath yet it keeps working its way out and there is nothing I can do and I just wish they knew the truth but they don’t know the truth see I once believed I had no chance but now I look into the future and I see that I do have a chance and no one really knew it do they even know it I’m hoping and I’m wishing that I’m not alone here for I see their future shrouded As if I’m not supposed to see so what is it in their future that involves me? Remember to stop pushing people. Stop pushing and pulling people to goals they don’t want. You’re hurting them you know that right. Your pushing and pulling is intoxicating. You’re poisoning them with your whims and not allowing them to develop their own. I doubt you mean too, you probably don’t know what you’re doing. I know I know some people require the push, but there is a point where a push is just you throwing them off a cliff. There is a better way. Don’t push just talk. Find out what they want appreciate their wishes. Maybe give them advice, help them out. Just don’t push, don’t throw them off a cliff.
okay. I don't particularly know what to say today. I used up all of my creative juices last week. I often wonder what's up with these quick bursts of energy why can't I constantly feel inspired. I don't like sporadic stuff. It makes me feel unbalanced and off in general. Yeah that's all I got.
I want to write
about one thing but I don't want what I say to escape I want to remain singing the bird on the top of the mountain as long as I keep singing their perfect little song I won't tilt the cage of course I don't know this for sure I've just assumed so no one ever told me different what happens when I sing a different tune? when I put my own interpretation on the vanilla song will it be better? most people like vanilla ice cream with toppings so why do I have to sing such a bland song verse by verse I continue on I hear every other bird singing in the same choir then I hear it a harmony someone broke the chorus they left it and they continue singing they didn't fall I sing one note off then another suddenly I'm singing a totally a different song and I'm better than I had ever been even if I were to fall this would be the best part of my dreary life. Life is weird. Why are we brought into a world in which we are given a short time span to live 80 or so years and then killed? What is the purpose. We believe each individual life has meaning and it does. For why else would we be here. Yet we will never know what our meaning is. We might guess what it is. We might work hard to find out what we want it to be, but we never will really know. And I don’t know if that’s a bad thing or not. Then I come to this thought of how our actions now can affect the future. I often change my opinion on this matter. At one point in time I believed we had no free will and everything we do now is already written down somewhere. But we do have free will. In a sense. My most recent conclusion to this big question is as follows. We have free will to an extent. We can do whatever we please in the present, but the future is set in stone. This is one of the more common beliefs over free will. Yet if you ask Matilda, she will tell you that we have total control over our future. Which I find cool. I’m not going to dismiss her idea because the idea is pleasant. I would like to believe it, but I just can’t. What do you believe?
Rhythm moving
On and off over again Moving along We are all on and off. Moving forward There is nothing else here Just our rhythm And the beat in our heads. Keep surviving With this rhythm of pain Follow it now Four six four six repeat. Keep on singing Tapping your foot to it Just keep moving The rhythm will save you. You got it now You’re living the rhythm We all are now The rhythm beats stronger. Above the screams It’s louder than the pain We all sing loud We’re surviving with noise. So in the past I did a survey in which I asked people what their opinion on makeup was. Now that it has been some time I realize where I went wrong on my survey. So I present to you the new updated version:
I’m trying, I’m really trying.
there is a time to hold on and there is a time to let go And sometimes you can’t tell what time today is so you stand holding on when you’re meant to let go and it’s in those monents you learn the most because in those moments you see all the other people who held on and you realize you’re not alone it just seems that way sometimes no one is alone and even with antisocial tendencies no one wants to be alone so yeah so maybe this optimistic pessimist still has a chance to safe the world. Well I’m a few minutes past my deadline...
there is a future for those who are stranded they are castaways in a world of islands we all adventure get on the boats that come to our shores but some boat never make it to their destination we get stuck in the journey for sometimes the journey is better than the destination that’s what all the quotes say but I don’t believe them this journey is pointless they told me I have to take this boat but the one I could have waited for would have been so much better but the destination of this boat is the one that really matters. Guess what?! I’m posting every day till next Saturday, September 8th.
I’ve reached a point again in which I have to let everything I know go. I’m more inspired then I have been for a while and I want to take advantage of it. I spent the last week spending all my free time working on my book. I had wanted to reorganize so many of the details for so long and I finally got to it. I felt happy while doing it. I wasn’t forcing myself I was seriously having fun making obsessively detailed tables. I was told to design this poster and I had a genuine idea. Something about this time of the year revitalizes you. It doesn’t honestly make sense does it. Starting school again shouldn’t make you feel so inspired. School is supposed to make you feel dragged down, but that isn’t how it is for me. During the summer I am so bored out of my mind, that I just don’t want to do anything. Sure my posts are more inconsistent during school, but that’s because I’m doing other things that I never felt like doing before. Now this blog has been added to the things I genuinely want to do. I started this originally to prove to myself I’m good at this. Now I see that. I see that what I am doing here is actually doing something. I notice people coming back and more coming in. So yeah I want to keep doing this. I want to keep writing. I want to be famous and still have this blog. I like this blog because it’s personal. I don’t have to worry about people judging me for what I’m saying. I’m completely anonymous here. Someday I hope that I’ll see people I know reading this blog, without a clue that it is me. I think this is one of the first posts I have written that has remained on the same topic the entire time. |
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