Thoughts i think as i contemplate the worlds doings
Im starting to think that one biggest missconseptions of people is that Once something good happens with someone it cant happen in any other places, or won seem as good as it did the first time. Which i view as a missconseption because if you spend the rest of your life searching for it in the same place, and you didnt find it the second or third time, its prolly not gonna be there the fourth, fifth, or thousandth time. I think ive realized that and its helped me out. I can only hope that people can see that good things come in all sizes and people and shouldnt be passes up. Its like being in a desert and finding an oasis, you leave the oasis for a second and its gone and you keep looking for the oasis instead of trying to get out of the dessert all together. What im sayin is instead of hurting yourself looking for something and being hurt, just get your mind on something else and rid yourself of the hurt and heack, maybe youll find its better than before.
Now i dont expect anyone to take my things I say as absolute fact because these are only things that i think to myself. Im also in no way saying that if i say it it must be right because im just like everyone else. I jus put things in here for people to think about and hopefully incite some thinking so they can idiolize there own. Think of that as a disclaimer for everthing in here.
Now heres a poem, (really a free form story):
Lost in an desert,
Seaching for a way out,
I find an oasis and drink from its cool flow,
I peer over a hill to spot a way out,
Nothing but miles upon miles of dessert,
I turn to take another drink,
And find my oasis gone from sight,
I search for it growing more parched by the hour,
I search and search for an eternity,
Travelers pass by and i ignore them,
For i wish to find my oasis,
Before i know it it has been an eternity,
And i find myself tired and old,
I colapse to the ground remembering,
My origional goal was to find a way out,
Yet i stood there searching for something in my problem,
Travelers passed and i scared them away,
For i rambled on and on about the oasis,
They all eventually gave up,
For even the most patient cannot stand everything,
It hurt them seeing me die here but they found me lost,
Too far gone in my destined failed quest,
If only now i would have opened my eyes,
And instead of searching for my lost beauty in ruin,
Search for satisfaction in safety,
Doomed to a waterless death,
I die here in spite of every helping hand...
-Death of a Traveler by Jon Owen
Now i dont expect anyone to take my things I say as absolute fact because these are only things that i think to myself. Im also in no way saying that if i say it it must be right because im just like everyone else. I jus put things in here for people to think about and hopefully incite some thinking so they can idiolize there own. Think of that as a disclaimer for everthing in here.
Now heres a poem, (really a free form story):
Lost in an desert,
Seaching for a way out,
I find an oasis and drink from its cool flow,
I peer over a hill to spot a way out,
Nothing but miles upon miles of dessert,
I turn to take another drink,
And find my oasis gone from sight,
I search for it growing more parched by the hour,
I search and search for an eternity,
Travelers pass by and i ignore them,
For i wish to find my oasis,
Before i know it it has been an eternity,
And i find myself tired and old,
I colapse to the ground remembering,
My origional goal was to find a way out,
Yet i stood there searching for something in my problem,
Travelers passed and i scared them away,
For i rambled on and on about the oasis,
They all eventually gave up,
For even the most patient cannot stand everything,
It hurt them seeing me die here but they found me lost,
Too far gone in my destined failed quest,
If only now i would have opened my eyes,
And instead of searching for my lost beauty in ruin,
Search for satisfaction in safety,
Doomed to a waterless death,
I die here in spite of every helping hand...
-Death of a Traveler by Jon Owen