You'll never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.
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Long ass rant. TL:DR Philosophical questioning
Sometimes, you just gotta setttle down, you know? You can't continue the active life you thrive for for the rest of your life. It's far too exhausting. Everybody needs something. When was the last time you were happy?
My father always told me "don't let people push you around, don't let them walk all over you. You're better then that" If I'm better then that, then why am I walking all over myself? I have a question, I don't know if you're able to answer it or not. What have you done lately, to make yourself happy, are you happy, or do you want to be happy?
Nothing's fair, nothing. The truth hurts, I know, but you gotta take the pain and take what you got.
The worst thing about being compassionate is being there for those who have nothing... in return, you receive nothing. I've lost count on how many times I've put myself out on the lines to help, I've been there, I've done that, I've had my share of depression, but to what extent? Why is it that no matter how much I help, how much I gain and contribute, I'm left to the sidelines, misjudged and mistreated. They take me for granted, and it's only when I'm gone they realized they had missed something special
I have friends, I have family, friends... those who will listen to me, those who understand what it means to be. Family, those who know what it means to be free...
Freedom is strength, power is ignorance, personality is gold
I'm free...
Material posessions, have you noticed people care more for their electronics then themselves? The accidents every year, because of cellphone addictions. People can't put them down, they're everywhere. Conspiracies, it's what happens when you let yourself think too much, but with thinking too much comes the greatest of our generation:
Those who are not afraid to speak their minds
Those who will make a difference, lest we let them embark on their jounrey
However, it's how we treat these people inturn we treat ourselves, are you the type to help, or lose?Have fun or spread your depression? Just because your world has fallen apart doesn't mean you have to bring others around you to your level
You're the one who messed up, why must we suffer?
I guess what I'm trying to say here is... What is life?
I guess I have to answer that myself
Only one thing left to do anyway
I do hope you understand
Have you ever wondered what the darkness holds? What hides behind that ghastly shade? Where the flame cannot penetrate... They hide. Who are "They"? We may never know, that is, until you gather up the courage to explore the depths of your fears. To face the fear is to find the solution. You cannot control what you cannot see. You must cut down your defences, thin out the stress and walk to your destiny. Fear is nothing. Fear cannot control you. Fear does not own you. You own fear. You control fear. Your flame may grow small, but your pride will not fall. Smile with the sad, take the good with the bad, love what you got and remember what you had. Just because your moment is down, doesn't mean you have to turn your life around. Control it. Embrace it. Let it go. You have pride, keep those hopes up and never let it defeat you.
"What is pride?" might you ask? "How would I keep my pride up? What should I be proud of?" Common questions for the lost and unknown alike.Pride is the power to question yourself; what you hold close to yourself; and what or who you look up to. You must be cleansed, to have a clean spirit, and knowledge in order to control your pride. Keep doing what you love, keeping holding onto what you love, hold and never let go. Be proud of living, be proud of life, of family, of love. But most importantly, be proud of yourself. Where you stand your ground, love your life and don't stop loving.
For so long, Man has lost his ways. Cities. Money. Power. The people have changed over centuries of expanding, we've lost touch in who we are. False Gods, religions, technology, who are we? What are we? False Gods provide hope for the people, but since when has Man depended on someone other? What happened to the self reliance we once had so long ago? Things change, times change. But for a change, what if change never changed? What would be of this world we know? What would be of the people?
Our Elders are dying, the Way of Man hast been carried out these past years, the children don't learn, for whatever reason, we are dying. Each Elder has stories to tell, each story has a message, a teaching. We learn from our Elders, the keepers of our past, our present. Our future. All that is nothing compared to what Man really is. Each Elder lost is the equivalent to entire libraries lost to time, forgotten, never remembered. But what if? What does it matter now? Everything's changed, nothing will ever be the same.
The Governmental system has helped these past years, in doing so, it's destroyed far more then it has ever helped. Only recently have the children learned the burdens of our past, only recently have we freedom from FEAR. Change can be malovelent, the failures of others can carry long distances, or the failures of others can change what successes we have thereafter. Long before written documents were attended, has Man told stories. Man has learned more then ever during recent times, that does not change the fact that Man knows what he creates cannot be controlled.
What if there was no control?
What if?
Mental stability; psychological needs; money; all but only a seed planted to control. What if there was no seed? What if there was no conception? If only more have found who they really are, not what they are, then would one know what peace truly is. Peace isn't the serenity of having no worries, of having no duties or fears, oh no, peace is having the right state of mind for the right moment, knowing where you're comfortable. Happiness is knowing you ARE comfortable.
Many a fortune know who they want to be, but very little know who they are to be. If only they had listened to our Elders, would we be able to understand what we truly are. With this technology, are we monsters, or are we heros? Dehumanization, what have we become? Have we lost our ways? Is there no connection to the energy that created us all?
Some people are artists of imagery, artists of music, sound and the likes. Myself? I'm a smith of letters, a crafter of words. I got a gift and I don't let anything get in my way. Why should you? Everyone's got something they're good at, so why supress the urge to continue doing what you love? I write because it helps with the everyday worries and mishaps. I write because it's a passion, it's a way of expressing oneself. How do you deal with the everyday worries and stresses? Laughter is the invisible shield that protects us from the stresses of life. Stay happy inside, for when you do, the world around you slowly changes to the way you feel. For those who don't understand, what DO you understand? Do you not know what it feels like to let your feelings go and experience the world for what it is? You must open up and live.
Whence cometh the words from above... and whence thy words reach human ears... We will listen. Listen to thy words spoken by the Creator... And whence neareth the end... You must forbide the words and continue forth... continue forth the awakening. And whence cometh the words from above... Man will answer... Neareth the end, and carry out thy dreams.
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Fuck, the value of this moment better not be remembered as a ban.
I had a girlfriend whom I loved very much, didn't realize how much I loved her till she was gone.
Title is true in most cases. I sometimes wish I could go back to my childhood. Now time is flying by.
Cheer up bro
[I]You don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.[/I]
Copyrighted. We sue niggas trying to copy our shit. Don't mess.
Agreed with title
:sigh:
You know what fucking sucks sometimes? Is that we never really appreciate something till it's acutally gone. Whether it be a lover, or a possession, or anything really, we will almost always take it for granted. I'm trying to appreciate everything I have now. The other day I saw a homeless man walking back from I-95. You could tell he was walking for at least days. He had to be at least in his 50's or so. It literally broke my heart. What did I do? I bought that man some food. That's still a life, no matter what social status he may have (which, social statuses are fucked up in the first place). It just sucks you know? Possessions rule our lives. New laptop, new car, new anything really. We indulge ourselves, and for what? Temporary happiness?
Wow. Sorry for the rant, it's just the thread got me thinking.
[QUOTE=Identity;20847083]You know what fucking sucks sometimes? Is that we never really appreciate something till it's acutally gone. Whether it be a lover, or a possession, or anything really, we will almost always take it for granted. I'm trying to appreciate everything I have now. The other day I saw a homeless man walking back from I-95. You could tell he was walking for at least days. He had to be at least in his 50's or so. It literally broke my heart. What did I do? I bought that man some food. That's still a life, no matter what social status he may have (which, social statuses are fucked up in the first place). It just sucks you know? Possessions rule our lives. New laptop, new car, new anything really. We indulge ourselves, and for what? Temporary happiness?
Wow. Sorry for the rant, it's just the thread got me thinking.[/QUOTE]
I find extreme satisfaction from helping people in need like this. Sure it might be irrational sometimes, but I have given SO many hitchhikers rides and bought homeless people food. I don't know it's just a damn good feeling.
[QUOTE=Adius Shadow;20847110]I find extreme satisfaction from helping people in need like this. Sure it might be irrational sometimes, but I have given SO many hitchhikers rides and bought homeless people food. I don't know it's just a damn good feeling.[/QUOTE]
It's called having good karma. I have the same. I help out the homeless by giving them something to drink or to eat (no money - they'll only buy alcohol from it).
[QUOTE=Adius Shadow;20847110]I find extreme satisfaction from helping people in need like this. Sure it might be irrational sometimes, but I have given SO many hitchhikers rides and bought homeless people food. I don't know it's just a damn good feeling.[/QUOTE]
Because you know it's a good deed. You're helping out a fellow human in need. And people are surprised you actually care.
I remember I was out with some friends at lunch when I had a break at school. This guy comes up asking for change or something to eat. We all pitched in and got him a meal at Ruby Tuesday's. Amazing what one small act can do. Once one person starts, and another observes, then that person is more likely to help out another in need.
I love my dick, And I will never realize how much I love it until it falls off.
[QUOTE=mzathemind;20846991]Copyrighted. We sue niggas trying to copy our shit. Don't mess.[/QUOTE]
It's a Creative Common license. As long as that's posted it doesn't matter.
Iiving in the past or living a life of regrets will get you nowhere.
[QUOTE=Upgrade123;20847167]I love my dick, And I will never realize how much I love it until it falls off.[/QUOTE]
I can help you there.
"You'll never be old and wise unless you're young and crazy."
[QUOTE=elitestrider;20847226]Iiving in the past or living a life of regrets will get you nowhere.[/QUOTE]
Who says I regret what I've done? Is there harm in having fears over one's self?
I apologize for your better lack of understanding, but I live my life the way I want.
Freedom from want will only get you so far before you're left with nothing
I craft my own elaborate memories to suit reality as I see fit
That can't be healthy.
I most definitely agree with the title and with some of the opinions in this thread, if I was teleported back to my childhood then I would appreciate some things immeasurably more, almost on an orgasmic level. Perhaps I simply have very extensive amounts of nostalgia which exclude some of the bad memories as a result, but I definitely miss some genuine things.
On other hand, the charm of my childhood partially existed due to the nonexistence of knowledge and discoveries that I currently have. If I were to be symbolic, I did not see all of the monsters back then.
[QUOTE=BANNED USER;20847573]That can't be healthy.[/QUOTE]
Hey, rather then mope about, listen to bad music, wear shitty make-up, attempt and fail suicide, and dress like a twat,
I take my depression seriously and address it in a formal matter
Rather then go Emo, I'll take the shit life's served on a golden platter served by life and deal with it like a man
Jesus, that's deep.
[QUOTE=Mkadeshkode;20847698]Hey, rather then mope about, listen to bad music, wear shitty make-up, attempt and fail suicide, and dress like a twat,
I take my depression seriously and address it in a formal matter
Rather then go Emo, I'll take the shit life's served on a golden platter served by life and deal with it like a man[/QUOTE]
You're confusing emo with scene.
[QUOTE=Klownox;20847724]You're confusing emo with scene.[/QUOTE]
Shit, I'm sorry, they're like dolphins, you can't tell them apart :(
Eh, well, at first glance
Who wants to analyze them? Not me :D
Why did you say friends twice in the same sentence?
[QUOTE=Mkadeshkode;20847746]Shit, I'm sorry, they're like dolphins, you can't tell them apart :(
Eh, well, at first glance
Who wants to analyze them? Not me :D[/QUOTE]
I just care because the original emo subculture was pretty cool. Creative people pouring their hearts into music. That's cool shit.
[QUOTE=DaFreshLemon;20847791]Why did you say friends twice in the same sentence?[/QUOTE]
I'll be honest with ye, and whoever else reads this post
This is a compilation of 3 other journal entries
I'm keeping a journal, and I plan on publishing it
"Wandering Eyes; The Thoughts Of A Misfit Teen"
This is the questioning segment, roughly 3 small chapters, as you can see, stage from personal, to past, to what if.
Yea, just recently my Dog died and I've been thinking of more ways I could of spent time with her instead of laying my lazy ass on my pc all day... But it's to late.
Seeing that pretty face slowly close it's eyes and just lay there was to much for me...
Basically everything stated in the story is true and it is very well written. I myself feel the same way about a majority of the points emphasized. Thank you for the story :) I am a nice person and feel great from doing good things, one odd thing though is that sometimes my memories flash right before my eyes and it's pretty sad seeing how all the great memories I have had in the past are once gone which hurt.
I think everyone should cry, one a month, year, hell even week. Crying just clears your mind and makes you feel better.
My 2 cents
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