My friends are fucking golden....
So recently, this idea of ultimate truth and knowledge has been keeping itself in my mind.
Knowledge through love, experience, and pain make up the formula.
Im a dweller, Ive said this many times before.
Certain experiences introduce emotions I can't handle.
Well, what if I was content?
What if I cared enough to sympathize for someone, but not surpassing any emotional breaking point.
While I do believe certain things have certain limits i.e. the understanding of god, etc. I dont believe we should live with limits or satisfaction. Being content is settling for what you have. Everything is necessary, take the good with the bad. Being discontent is needed just as much, it motivates and strengthens the desire for better.
Im never satisfied. As a result, I find things that make me look forward to waking up. Im reaching for more and Im making every day count. Fuck being content, Im gunning for stars.
But every once in a honeymoon I catch myself being completely engulfed in my surroundings,
the people,
the expectations,
and then some.
Minutes become hours,
hours feel like days,
I surender to the tick tocks of time.
In an instant my world is shaken for the better,
surprise!!!
On a untamable day my mind runs rapid,
things to-do,
my mind is no longer my own but a prisoner,
check-ups to heartaches,
head pains to missed dates,
the aches and the pains.
Sore.
Every step is followed by a constant reminder...
but on this saturday,
tears rolled down a face that had almost forgotten what it meant to smile,
smile past the check-ups and heartaches,
head pains and missed dates,
the aches and more pains...
cured.
If you ever get an urge to throw yourself from a bridge,
know that I wont be there to jump with you...
but Ill wait at the bottom with anything that will cushion your fall.
Thank you for saving me p33nut, know that Im still smiling and getting teary from the thought. Days can be longer and nights can grow shorter but Ill be okay because I have a friend who wont walk away. ♥
Knowledge through love, experience, and pain make up the formula.
Im a dweller, Ive said this many times before.
Certain experiences introduce emotions I can't handle.
Well, what if I was content?
What if I cared enough to sympathize for someone, but not surpassing any emotional breaking point.
While I do believe certain things have certain limits i.e. the understanding of god, etc. I dont believe we should live with limits or satisfaction. Being content is settling for what you have. Everything is necessary, take the good with the bad. Being discontent is needed just as much, it motivates and strengthens the desire for better.
Im never satisfied. As a result, I find things that make me look forward to waking up. Im reaching for more and Im making every day count. Fuck being content, Im gunning for stars.
But every once in a honeymoon I catch myself being completely engulfed in my surroundings,
the people,
the expectations,
and then some.
Minutes become hours,
hours feel like days,
I surender to the tick tocks of time.
In an instant my world is shaken for the better,
surprise!!!
On a untamable day my mind runs rapid,
things to-do,
my mind is no longer my own but a prisoner,
check-ups to heartaches,
head pains to missed dates,
the aches and the pains.
Sore.
Every step is followed by a constant reminder...
but on this saturday,
tears rolled down a face that had almost forgotten what it meant to smile,
smile past the check-ups and heartaches,
head pains and missed dates,
the aches and more pains...
cured.
If you ever get an urge to throw yourself from a bridge,
know that I wont be there to jump with you...
but Ill wait at the bottom with anything that will cushion your fall.
Thank you for saving me p33nut, know that Im still smiling and getting teary from the thought. Days can be longer and nights can grow shorter but Ill be okay because I have a friend who wont walk away. ♥