Retrospective

I'm really not sure of the purpose of this blog. I've always wanted to document my thoughts, but I guess I was a little turned off by the idea of a diary/journal. So here is my masculine version of a diary. Feel free to read it if you'd like.

LIFE

I feel like life is about learning.  The more we understand about ourselves the better we can become.  I know a majority of my faults and weaknesses but still can’t find the motivation or the inspiration to change.  It’s embarrassing but it’s true.  We really can become addicted to anything.  It doesn’t have to be bad or good but if we repeat it enough we can become addicted.  That addiction makes the task less meaningless every single time we repeat it but more and more of a necessity and a thing that is absolute that we absolutely need.  It’s sad really.  Moderation is better yet moderation feels worse.  Why do something in moderation when we enjoy it?  I can’t think of an answer to that besides the fact that it is selfish.  I don’t believe in the theory of evolution but I believe that every single one of us in order to thrive and pursue happiness must evolve.  Life is meant to be lived.  Live it and discover. Discover identity and purpose.  Through this discovery will you find happiness.

And people are often unable to do anything, imprisoned as they are in I don’t know what kind of terrible, terrible, oh such terrible cage. […] Do you know what makes the prison disappear? Every deep, genuine affection. Being friends, being brothers, loving, that is what opens the prison, with supreme power, by some magic force. Without these one stays dead. But whenever affection is revived, there life revives.

—Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother Theo (July 1880)

(Source: gaws, via frankocean)

No matter how dim it gets wherever i am

frankocean:

I never quit working. I work in the dark cause work is light. I tell my work all my problems because it never gives answers i have already. It never edits without me. Doesn’t call me names. I give my work away, because it doesn’t cost me much. In fact i’m indebted. I work hard since life is hard. Death is a soft place, it can wait. But work ain’t love. And love ain’t work. For sure.

The New School.

The New School.

Patience is a Virtue

Have you ever wanted something so bad that you will stop at nothing until you get what you want, regardless of the people you hurt or lose in the process? Somebody opened up my eyes today and now I’m looking at things from the opposite side of the spectrum instead of just my narrow-minded own two eyes. I’ve learned the virtue of patience today, and it probably just saved me from losing a relationship that I desire to be in more than anything else out there right now.

I’m definitely one of those people that struggles with patience. Whether it’s waiting in a doctor’s office, or waiting for Christmas, if I want something, I want it now. But that’s not life. Life doesn’t just hand you everything you’ve ever dreamed of on a silver platter. Sometimes the thing you want the most might be the hardest damn thing you ever had to work for in your life. But in the end, you will be glad you sacrificed so much and gave all you had, even if it was to no avail. 

We all have flaws, and one of the most difficult things to do is swallow your pride and admit when you’re wrong.

I WAS WRONG.

Hopefully my mistakes haven’t become irreversible. All I can do now is wait. And when you are ready, I’m ready, and it’s as simple as that.  I wish I wasn’t such a selfish person and I hope that I can be forgiven. In some cases, waiting can result in one of the most rewarding relationships one can possibly imagine. So cheers, to patience. And waiting. And hoping. And praying.

“Good things come to those who wait.” - Proverb

All I See is Technology.

Why do I feel motivated to write on my Tumblr or post something on Facebook or Twitter, but have no desire to write my College Application Essays… We live in a world way to infatuated with technology. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, I’m just saying we’re becoming less and less productive as a society.  Look at our economy; almost 14 trillion dollars in debt?! I don’t see how we’re ever going to dig ourselves out of a hole that deep.  Shout out to Louis Sachar, I love that book.  

But back to the point. Social Networking is a great way to keep in touch with people and is the perfect canvas to write/share all your creative urges that a paintbrush just couldn’t do itself, but is it isolating us?  How many times have you been in a conversation with a friend and they pull out their phone to text somebody or check Facebook?  Seems like it happens all the time, like it’s just an involuntary reaction and as soon as the phone vibrates the person feels obliged to check it. You give your phone almost as much attention as a newborn baby. Funny if you think about it. Whenever it rings you answer it, whenever it is tired you charge it, we live and die with our phones right by our sides. 

Technology is great, I’m just saying maybe we shouldn’t live so obsessed by it and realize what should be a commodity:

People, Living our Lives, Relationships, Faith.

Just Sayin.

(I know I’m a hypocrite because this is all on a Tumblr post.)

Do ya not think so far ahead? Cause I been thinkin’ bout forever.