My thoughts....
April 17, 2005
"Enjoy yourself as much as you can, have as many amusements as you can, and remember that what people demand in art nowadays is something very much alive, with strong colour and great intensity. So intensify you own health and strength and life, that's the best study"
- V. van Gogh, summer of 1887
Over 100 years ago a man, that many people deem to have been psychotic in nature, perfected in thought a philosophy of how to live and enjoy life. I wish that I only could turn such thoughts into action. What is most funny in life is that while our fates may be planned, nothing is layed in stone - and so we tend to encounter these immense and constant surprises at the turn of every leap year. Some may be dealt with, and I suppose others are best left alone to figure themselves out.
Our hearts will forever ache after what we feel sentimental towards - and sometimes even what simply may feel sentimental towards us. It will forever continue to beat though until your life-line comes to an end. The pain endured along the way though, is untouched, and quiet with your passing - it will not follow you on to where, if, an afterlife may be present. But the love carried by your heart continues on forever - it's power being felt in every person you may have ever come in contact with.
Live. And be happy. I'll try and do the same. But is that much more difficult to heed the words of one's own advice, than to take those of another man's off a sheet of paper and call them your own.
"I'll be your firefly, shining bright, when dark clouds come across the night...."
"Enjoy yourself as much as you can, have as many amusements as you can, and remember that what people demand in art nowadays is something very much alive, with strong colour and great intensity. So intensify you own health and strength and life, that's the best study"
- V. van Gogh, summer of 1887
Over 100 years ago a man, that many people deem to have been psychotic in nature, perfected in thought a philosophy of how to live and enjoy life. I wish that I only could turn such thoughts into action. What is most funny in life is that while our fates may be planned, nothing is layed in stone - and so we tend to encounter these immense and constant surprises at the turn of every leap year. Some may be dealt with, and I suppose others are best left alone to figure themselves out.
Our hearts will forever ache after what we feel sentimental towards - and sometimes even what simply may feel sentimental towards us. It will forever continue to beat though until your life-line comes to an end. The pain endured along the way though, is untouched, and quiet with your passing - it will not follow you on to where, if, an afterlife may be present. But the love carried by your heart continues on forever - it's power being felt in every person you may have ever come in contact with.
Live. And be happy. I'll try and do the same. But is that much more difficult to heed the words of one's own advice, than to take those of another man's off a sheet of paper and call them your own.
"I'll be your firefly, shining bright, when dark clouds come across the night...."