02-20-2016, 11:48 PM
I’m so glad and honored and humbled to have found this. 
I don’t really have a super mind blowing awakening story to share, but the coolest thing for me was going back over my writings from my whole life, and seeing them with new eyes. Words that I thought were just my crazy insecurities now shine forth with beautiful truths to me. So I wanted to share some excerpts from writings I made years ago, during some of the most confusing and dark times- though I’ve truly enjoyed my life so far there has been a great deal of that wonderful catalyst we call pain.
On hard times:
Waves in my sea are so big
But you can’t surf without waves
On finding a love:
We had our blink in time
souls connected in space, drifted together, a minuscule moment,
oblivious to the universe
our love warming each other in the cold dark vacuum of space
until the forces pulled us apart
On ever-seeking:
I don't know what life is all about
but I know there's more than
just passing the time drinking and smoking
maybe some faith would do me good
what is everyone else doing to stay oblivious-
turning their cheeks to the world?
And getting pissed about it:
I'm a dot and I don't know s***
Wasting every precious second I have
Worrying about that that I don't know
And I'm looking inside myself
for answers, only finding more fucking questions
It drives me to the bottle
Oblivion is not bliss
the world doesn't lie in us
On other-selves not understanding…
The poem I wrote on my ticket in the airport that Valentine’s day
with the little grey heart and sad eyes
watching love fly through the air as if I wasn’t there
I gave it to you, put it in your hands
but you didn’t get it
On distortions…
The biggest problem with having so much space in your mind
Is that all your thoughts bounce around so much
that they eventually morph and distort themselves
On fear of the unknown:
This feeling, a sense of impending doom
upon me, creeping up, slowly closer every day
like a rock waiting to fall
it’s gonna crush my spirit
there’s nothing anyone can ever do
On beauty:
Her eyes dark pools of time
looking into you, and knowing you
and loving you
And hope:
I don’t cry anymore
like I once did
I’m harder; maybe just on the outside
Though probably it penetrates deep
But maybe a part can be touched
maybe I’m waiting for
some beauty, some love to reach it.
I don’t really have a super mind blowing awakening story to share, but the coolest thing for me was going back over my writings from my whole life, and seeing them with new eyes. Words that I thought were just my crazy insecurities now shine forth with beautiful truths to me. So I wanted to share some excerpts from writings I made years ago, during some of the most confusing and dark times- though I’ve truly enjoyed my life so far there has been a great deal of that wonderful catalyst we call pain.
On hard times:
Waves in my sea are so big
But you can’t surf without waves
On finding a love:
We had our blink in time
souls connected in space, drifted together, a minuscule moment,
oblivious to the universe
our love warming each other in the cold dark vacuum of space
until the forces pulled us apart
On ever-seeking:
I don't know what life is all about
but I know there's more than
just passing the time drinking and smoking
maybe some faith would do me good
what is everyone else doing to stay oblivious-
turning their cheeks to the world?
And getting pissed about it:
I'm a dot and I don't know s***
Wasting every precious second I have
Worrying about that that I don't know
And I'm looking inside myself
for answers, only finding more fucking questions
It drives me to the bottle
Oblivion is not bliss
the world doesn't lie in us
On other-selves not understanding…
The poem I wrote on my ticket in the airport that Valentine’s day
with the little grey heart and sad eyes
watching love fly through the air as if I wasn’t there
I gave it to you, put it in your hands
but you didn’t get it
On distortions…
The biggest problem with having so much space in your mind
Is that all your thoughts bounce around so much
that they eventually morph and distort themselves
On fear of the unknown:
This feeling, a sense of impending doom
upon me, creeping up, slowly closer every day
like a rock waiting to fall
it’s gonna crush my spirit
there’s nothing anyone can ever do
On beauty:
Her eyes dark pools of time
looking into you, and knowing you
and loving you
And hope:
I don’t cry anymore
like I once did
I’m harder; maybe just on the outside
Though probably it penetrates deep
But maybe a part can be touched
maybe I’m waiting for
some beauty, some love to reach it.
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