February 2012
7 posts
Actions.
Let’s take a second to think about our actions. Yours, and mine. Do you think before you act? Really, now? Think about it. When you act, or take act. When you create action, do you ever think about what you’re really doing? Really, now? That’s interesting. You’re interesting. Think hard about it. When you take action, and if you think before you act, are your...
January 2012
6 posts
Do the thing you are afraid to do, and the death of fear is certain.
Dreams.
A reproduction of all your past experiences. All the thoughts you’ve ever thought, all the sights you’ve ever seen, all the sounds you’ve ever heard; chopped up and put back together.
Enlightenment and infinite creativity, all there for you to experience. Your deepest desires, your wildest fantasies, and all the answers to your questions, big or small.
Dreams; they’re so...
New years resolution:
be around for next year’s new year’s resolution.
December 2011
13 posts
But even after all that, I regret nothing.
Nothing about you, including your personality, was ever predetermined. We are all born exactly the same. As blank canvases.
And our subjective experiences tip buckets of paint onto our blank canvases. These random spills of paint color us with personality and thought. The random spills create us.
But of course, with randomness you have no choice as to what paint you want on your canvas. You...
Only one person’s thoughts truly matter. Remember this.
Because this one person’s thoughts create everything else.
They always be out to impress.
That’s for me to know, and you to find out.
What it is, is it’s you.
Laid out like a book; easy to read.
Change will, without a doubt, come to me again. Soon enough it will. I already know. Motherfucker always does.
It’s inevitable. She comes in pattern, but one which is indistinct. I like that.
Change is good when she comes though; for the most part. I guess it’s all on how you treat her.
Society cares too much, but not enough.
A man is what he thinks about all day long
Anonymous asked: So are you willing to die?
The quality of one’s life is measured by how willingly death is accepted. If death is not acceptable, then something is just not right. There is emptiness. A void is still waiting to be filled. However, if death is freely accepted, then one must be satisfied with life. After all, dying happily is the ideal death, for happiness will be the last thing you ever feel.
November 2011
2 posts
Life is simple. Damn simple.
And you are the only one capable of making it any more complicated than it really is.