4th of July..

Loud noises. Little activity. Kinda describes life doesn't it? Walking around with so much commotion everywhere. Even by yourself, alone in the middle of nowhere. The ants crawl under you. The universe keeps turning. But are YOU doing anything? It's impossible to do nothing. But inevitable to do little. I hate walking through life not doing much but living and walking. Life is too short to waste time on memories and inanimate people and objects. But we do it. We look back on memories and think "Man, I wish I could relive that". Well, ya can't. Unless you had a time machine, which I'm sure ya don't. Looking in the window of a shop hoping that somehow we could have this thing or person. It's not about wishing, it's about action. Doing something to achieve a goal will so much help in your efforts. You may never reach them. But hey, wouldn't you get pride in knowing at least you tried? It's discouraging at first, but so amazing to see how far you had come only when you put your mind to it. The mind is such a beautiful, mysterious thing. Why do we do the things we do? Why do we notice all those stop signs and signs saying "TURN BACK!" But follow them full heartedly knowing the outcome won't be good? The mind craves an adventure, whether or not it will hurt us. Although we hate to admit to ourselves, our mind outthinks the stupid part and know it'll help in the long run. I try to use that in life. Everyone fights with me, cautions me. And I go on. I know something will come of the silly efforts I make. Because I know they will be recognized by one or the other. Maybe not by the right person. But someone, someone who was SUPPOSED to know. And are there for a reason.

... Funny how the mind makes too many paths for even itself to follow.



Peace.