Truth

The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.
-
Christopher Johnson McCandless

5.06.2011

Escapism Pt. VI

I wholeheartedly believe 
that running away from something is acceptable, 
if you're running towards something better.

5.02.2011

Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side can grow up, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible to see the other whole against the sky.

"There are those who pass like ships in the night, who meet for a moment, then sail out of sight with never a backward glance of regret, folks we know briefly then quickly forget. Then there are friends who sail together, through quiet waters and stormy weather, helping eachother though joy and through strife. And they are the kind who give meaning to life."
-Unknown

What am I suppose to do
When the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say
When I'm all choked up and you're okay

I'm FALLING TO PEICES, yeah
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
'Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks
no it don't break even...

-The SCRIPT


“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”



So I bought a couch today. In retrospect, not that big of a deal really. Simple move. But coupled with these thoughts I've been having recently about life in general...and I've been quite reflective lately...it really feels like shit is getting heavy. I can feel it in the air, the transformation that is occurring every day. Fuck, it's really intense. But it's really good, I mean it's this amazing freedom of letting go...I now realize just how different this experience is making me, and perhaps all it took was a trip home to see how much I've really learned here in the concrete jungle. Nothing is easy, nothing is normal, and everything is just surviving. But it's so beautiful, and so honest. It's like I've been seeing everything in my life with sunglasses on and for the first time, I am looking at life with my naked eyeballs, and holy shit. It's a little overwhelming, but I'm totally in love with this. Some invisible wall is crumbling quickly and suddenly I feel like I'm totally vulnerable and unprotected and everyone is watching. I love it. Watch me, see what happens next-because I promise it's going to be amazing. Being able to table past issues and draw a thick line of separation between me and the familiar and home and life that's past...and looking forward to the future. I feel like I'm being honest with myself for the first time, and I think it's because I'm working really hard to take care of me...everything about me. I dunno, maybe that's just some crazy stupid bullshit...but lately I really have been feeling different. I can't explain it exactly. I think it's me doing me in a way I have never done before and it's fucking perfect.

Anyways. Also I love you. Love is the most perfect emotion.

Love is a symbol of eternity.  It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.