be blind!
there's nothing more aggravating than watching someone accepting a set of facts...
these are usually - if not everytime - ongoing mutations of a sequence of probable causes.
it aggravates me because the blind acceptance of a changing experience is far more disconcerting than any actual "crazy" impulses.
how has man evolved to such a passive creature? There's no more adventure, no more passion, no more questioning the ever changing personal traits in regards to the social scheme, no more life left to live.
accepting that a rule applies everywhere and with all of us it just plain stupid and it only leads to a familiar tone of "same old same old".
i know I might seem to be justifying my own actions but I'm not. I can't justify them for the most part. Why?
because I don't settle. Not saying that it is a good thing - in fact, I'm plagued by the misunderstoods and mixed messages that my actions bring me every single day
yet, that is how many opportunities come about and not without surprise anyways.
i feel I'm always breaking some kind of unwritten rules. I can't say why on these. I don't keep myself too rational if that makes any sense - I let myself, in a very conscious effort, to bring myself to a place where I can comfortably act on my own emotions and feelings.
besides, I never actually break any rule if there were not signs for those to be broken in the first place.
deep down inside I'm getting how this works but I don't know if I can apply the concept to me.
i don't accept this as they are just because... "they are".
that is the most heinous explanation anyone could ever offer me! Ever since I can remember I demanded to know the "why" - "You can't have candy now" - "Why?" - "Because you can't!"...
life can bite you back in the ass for anyone who tries to follow passion.
because there will always be the "it has to be this way because... it has to".
fuck me! And fuck you in the meanwhile...
previous experiences from the same set of facts should never hold anyone back.
i've been quite amazed at the amount of passionate, brilliant, intelligent and funny people that I see going around like zombies pretending they don't actually shine bright.
i'm really saddened by this... I know so many people with tremendous potential (not as a career for fuck sake, just, sensitive enough!) in creating bridges and sharing knowledge only to life the gray life of a still format that keeps on repeating itself...
one more day. repeat. repeat. repeat.
these people are usually the ones I admire the most because of their ingenious ways to fight back the brightness coming through. And because I find out about their true selves.
but then again, they make me sad for not following all their passions and - whoa! - perhaps live a little bit closer to the edge?
living on the edge is never fun unless you truly love having a burnout but being close enough to it may change your life for the better - and I can see no wrong in that.
it's just fucking sad having to turn my back on someone I admire for a pair of unwritten rules and a pinch of being myself (these always happen with impulse in the mix)...
why is everyone talking about the surface? Why is no one scratching the ground, see if there's any good stuff in there?
i've scratched way deep and maybe I just can't understand nor handle anyone who hasn't...
to each their own but the ratio is like 90/10 now and I'm not able to go and look for those souls...
blimey, I should shut up now.
miserable!
