every body hurts.. sometimes
I am trying to nail down what t is that I am feeling right now. I feel i am driving down an unfamiliar road, catching sights and sounds as I pass them. Yet I don't know where I am driving to and If I should stop. Umass brings such interesting people and I want to be part of that. People with passion and ideals about life and how to live it. There is sincerity out there that has not been part of my life for quite some time. Something I want to bottle and keep on a shelf. But the sights and sounds and people keep passing. Is there all their is? Observing interactions with a foot standing outside the door? What are we all hoping to achieve in this life? Do we ever really connect?
I think so. I think the way you feel when you are understood, that you share something beyond sports teams or favorite movies or a pretty face is an energy in itself. Again i'm running with the concept brought forth through "waking life" when the 2 females are talking an one brings up the idea of spiritual communion.This harmonious vibe. All of these other things, school, hobby... They are just to fill time and maybe to direct your growth. But without the feelings that come from the interaction between like minds, we are dead. It's funny that we spend so much time
competing and knocking each other down over these resources. Even over each other. No person is a property of another. It is a force that we nurture and feed that gives us that magnetism. My fear is in how to keep it, or even if it is at all possible. I've met so many wonderful people in my life and they just come and go with the seasons. The only permanence is who I am and what I represent. And to tell you the truth that has been a fickle concept lately.
And all of the thinking, and feelings of enlightenment - they fade. Time brings new experiences and trials but it erases the old. We take pictures so we don't forget. We listen to song to remember. I write them to define things. So i'm thinking maybe I should stop trying to define everything. It seems the more I think and write and define the more I seem like a sob story - and thats not how I want to be remembered if anyone chooses to do so. I want to be remembered as an uplifting and nurturing positive energy. That is what this semester means to me. A transformation form something deep and cloudy and overwhelming to something lighter and rejuvinating,
But I will still most likely spend the rest of the day trying to nail something down. We are all creatures of habit.. aren't we?
I think so. I think the way you feel when you are understood, that you share something beyond sports teams or favorite movies or a pretty face is an energy in itself. Again i'm running with the concept brought forth through "waking life" when the 2 females are talking an one brings up the idea of spiritual communion.This harmonious vibe. All of these other things, school, hobby... They are just to fill time and maybe to direct your growth. But without the feelings that come from the interaction between like minds, we are dead. It's funny that we spend so much time
competing and knocking each other down over these resources. Even over each other. No person is a property of another. It is a force that we nurture and feed that gives us that magnetism. My fear is in how to keep it, or even if it is at all possible. I've met so many wonderful people in my life and they just come and go with the seasons. The only permanence is who I am and what I represent. And to tell you the truth that has been a fickle concept lately.
And all of the thinking, and feelings of enlightenment - they fade. Time brings new experiences and trials but it erases the old. We take pictures so we don't forget. We listen to song to remember. I write them to define things. So i'm thinking maybe I should stop trying to define everything. It seems the more I think and write and define the more I seem like a sob story - and thats not how I want to be remembered if anyone chooses to do so. I want to be remembered as an uplifting and nurturing positive energy. That is what this semester means to me. A transformation form something deep and cloudy and overwhelming to something lighter and rejuvinating,
But I will still most likely spend the rest of the day trying to nail something down. We are all creatures of habit.. aren't we?