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It is important to stay busy, idle hands are the devil’s play things. It is in times of leisure that...

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 18:13:37 -0400

It is important to stay busy, idle hands are the devil’s play things. It is in times of leisure that misery grasps tightest and so man should be made to work, and work to the point of exhaustion. To lead a fulfilled life one has to be pre-occupied even when his peers are resting, the mind grows stagnant only when we allow it to. Leisure leads to reflection, and reflection begets false thinking, which makes may for regret. Stay busy, stay happy.

the way we are and the way in which our minds function is heavily influenced by what we’ve been...

Sat, 26 May 2012 20:41:07 -0400

the way we are and the way in which our minds function is heavily influenced by what we’ve been exposed to. our minds are the product of our experiences and struggles and what we’ve been able to grasp and learn from them. given that no two people share precisely the same experiences how can we expect those that don’t understand us, to understand us? they haven’t gone through what we have that granted us the wisdom we’ve acquired, so it’s not necessarily to their fault.

note to self: demeaning those who have yet to learn the lessons you’ve already surpassed will say more about you than it will about them.

getting hurt; having someone absolutely and completely destroy you, is something i think everyone...

Sat, 26 May 2012 20:40:15 -0400

getting hurt; having someone absolutely and completely destroy you, is something i think everyone needs. it instills in us to always be careful with ourselves. that you can’t give yourself to just anybody, because not everybody will be deserving of you. it disciplines the heart to be patient, and most importantly, it teaches us that sometimes, you just have to be alone.

Frankenstein

Sat, 26 May 2012 20:39:40 -0400

Maybe I’m too much for some people. Maybe my thoughts are more burdensome, if anything. Maybe people don’t need to fall into the depths I’ve fallen because they don’t need to possess the knowledge I do. Maybe some people are actually aware of all that I’ve come to realize, but just choose to remain in oblivion for their sanity’s sake.

Who would willingly sacrifice their world built off bliss for the things I know? Or- rather, don’t know. The more I know, the more I realize the less it is I actually do know. I’m convinced that, in life, when you seek answers you get nothing but more questions. Life isn’t set up for people that have these kind of thoughts streaming through their consciousness to ever obtain peace of mind. Knowledge is pain; and I’ve become too acquainted with that sentiment.

“I cannot describe to you the agony that these reflections inflicted upon me; I tried to dispel them, but sorrow only increased with knowledge. Increase of knowledge only discovered to me more clearly what a wretched outcast I was.” - Frankenstein Monster Words

Most are happy living in their ignorance, so what would that make me if I were to destroy everything that they define as happiness and exchange it for knowledge that will do nothing but pain them?

A monster.

"Said he wanted a shot, no chaser, cause he regretted the fact that he gave it a shot but didn’t put..."

Sat, 26 May 2012 20:37:34 -0400

“Said he wanted a shot, no chaser, cause he regretted the fact that he gave it a shot but didn’t put in the efforts to chase her.”

That chick that doesn’t whore and moan cause living up to her morals is more ratifying than...

Sat, 26 May 2012 20:36:46 -0400

That chick that doesn’t whore and moan cause living up to her morals is more ratifying than satisfying her hormones. That chick that would rather you explore the inner crevices of her mind than have you explore the inner crevices of her thighs because she knows sex shouldn’t be used as a prize in which guys fight to win, because they don’t even fight to win her heart, just her body. To that chick that would rather spend her time invested with her head in the books than in her looks. The one that spits knowledge, and metaphors. Wisdom, and verses, versus baby mama drama and sentences that contain curses. The chick that thinks just as natural and constant as she blinks, with the answers seen through her pupils peep hole and questions as her eye lashes, she lashes the ‘I’s’ in forms of opinions and in ink. That chick that doesn’t fuck dicks cause her words fuck with their mental, man. She’s only into gentlemen. And she’s realized she need not the gentle kiss of any man to reassure her of her value. That the mental stimulation her mind is capable of bringing forth is of value, too. To that chick that would much rather have an intellectually stimulating conversation with you, as opposed to initiating sexually satisfying relations with you. She converses with you about your aspirations, dreams, and ambitions just as much as your favorite sex positions, because she realizes in order to sustain a healthy relationship she has to able to trust you, let down her guard, see that you won’t demean her and, in fact, hold her feelings in high regard.

To that chick, that recognizes the fact that when it comes down to it, sex is easy, it’s understanding her that’s hard.

It’s the wise ones who often suffer the most because often those are the ones who are engrossed...

Sat, 26 May 2012 20:31:42 -0400

It’s the wise ones who often suffer the most because often those are the ones who are engrossed within reality. Real agony, sealed fantasy, reveal gravity because if you only knew what really happened in this world you’d realize we ain’t have reason to be high. My respect towards the wise who’s cup is still full of hope and who still find courage, even after perpetual disappointment, to be hopeful. Because I, for one, am tired of being too aware. Too evocative. Too knowing. They say ignorance is bliss, and I used to think it was bs, until I touched lips with the Devil and felt his kiss. Because upon his lips I tasted the lips of everyone who’s ever kissed him, and let me tell you, after that kiss they never dissed him, but dissed God, and never missed Him. Sometimes, I wish I was one of them.. because when the blind lead the blind, at least they’re in a peace of mind within their confined line. Why does it matter if they’re sightless? It doesn’t imply that they’re visionless, and if you have vision who are people to say you’re decisions are any less of value than theirs?

Sometimes, I wish I were oblivious. Because at times, the obvious to me, is what others perceive as intangible. And when you’re aware of how alone you really are in this world, it’s frightening. Some would say it’s enlightening so why does it feel like the sun’s out but I suddenly was struck with lightening? The worst events are the ones you don’t expect.

Have you ever thought about our purpose? If our lives are really worth it? How the definition of living is something that’s not definite, but a concept that we’ve adapted to? How if everything was meant to be, that means we were meant to find attraction in the things we’re attracted to? How if fate and predestination were truly how our lives were destined, we’re just sticks of meat existing on a wet sphere, and we’re not really here to discover anything.

We are born into this world just to get set back to dust, and everything else we’re told that challenges that reality, is just a theory.

Knowing too much can be a bad thing, because the truth is what you believe, and when the truth is that nothing matters, what’s left to believe in?