Rose
Insight
Of all the days of the English calendar, this day, today is the one which carries the most emotion. All the other holidays aren't selfish. You have xmas, thanksgiving, mother's day... unselfish days. But Valentine's day... the day the spawns the most writings, poetry and love and pain. Do not be confused, this day is selfish. To celebrate this day is to involve yourself. It's about your happiness. It doesn't have to be with someone you are seeing. Your mother, close friend... but it's about you, your emotions.
I feel compelled to write something on the beginning of V-day. Just to be a little selfish... just to contribute some of my self. I know the events of my life are set to unfold. Like dominoes falling, representing the place in time. There's only one path in life, and it's yours. Everything that will happen, is supposed to happen because that is the order of things. There is no real choice, no intersection to pause at. We can pretend to make decisions... choices, but no matter how many times you play the scene over, the ending will be the same.
Lately I have nothing uplifting to say, if I did, I wouldn't be a musician. Where the fuck would I get my inspirations from? Certainly not into Christian music.. lol. No... the best songs I have ever heard in my life were sad. The most filling stories I've read in my life were sad. The most emotional movies I will ever see will be sad. If I must be sad to be 100% at my best, so be it. I wouldn't be who I am today is everything damn thing was thrown at me feet. Yet I try to be humble, 'cause who the hell am I to be complaining about my life, when there are people worse off. Worse off... but happier than I am. The woman in the wheelchair, as she purchased those flowers... I knew she was happy.
No I refuse to sell myself short, I would not want to offend myself, but I don't want to offend the others who struggle harder than I. I can't say I haven't had my moments where I felt confidence in the world. But everytime my hopes are lifted, they get knocked down. And you know what? they are hoping to be lifted, but expecting to fall once more.
Yes I am selfish, I want what's best for me. Oh damn it felt so good to go outside yesterday. Took off from work, left with 1 textbook, my bag was light, and so were my spirits. I told myself I wanted to study, but I knew I wanted to get outside. And it was sweet seeing the couples celebrating early. A busy day too, everything shades of red.
This day produces songs...
and I will live off them
Of all the days of the English calendar, this day, today is the one which carries the most emotion. All the other holidays aren't selfish. You have xmas, thanksgiving, mother's day... unselfish days. But Valentine's day... the day the spawns the most writings, poetry and love and pain. Do not be confused, this day is selfish. To celebrate this day is to involve yourself. It's about your happiness. It doesn't have to be with someone you are seeing. Your mother, close friend... but it's about you, your emotions.
I feel compelled to write something on the beginning of V-day. Just to be a little selfish... just to contribute some of my self. I know the events of my life are set to unfold. Like dominoes falling, representing the place in time. There's only one path in life, and it's yours. Everything that will happen, is supposed to happen because that is the order of things. There is no real choice, no intersection to pause at. We can pretend to make decisions... choices, but no matter how many times you play the scene over, the ending will be the same.
Lately I have nothing uplifting to say, if I did, I wouldn't be a musician. Where the fuck would I get my inspirations from? Certainly not into Christian music.. lol. No... the best songs I have ever heard in my life were sad. The most filling stories I've read in my life were sad. The most emotional movies I will ever see will be sad. If I must be sad to be 100% at my best, so be it. I wouldn't be who I am today is everything damn thing was thrown at me feet. Yet I try to be humble, 'cause who the hell am I to be complaining about my life, when there are people worse off. Worse off... but happier than I am. The woman in the wheelchair, as she purchased those flowers... I knew she was happy.
No I refuse to sell myself short, I would not want to offend myself, but I don't want to offend the others who struggle harder than I. I can't say I haven't had my moments where I felt confidence in the world. But everytime my hopes are lifted, they get knocked down. And you know what? they are hoping to be lifted, but expecting to fall once more.
Yes I am selfish, I want what's best for me. Oh damn it felt so good to go outside yesterday. Took off from work, left with 1 textbook, my bag was light, and so were my spirits. I told myself I wanted to study, but I knew I wanted to get outside. And it was sweet seeing the couples celebrating early. A busy day too, everything shades of red.
This day produces songs...
and I will live off them
posted by ReVoX at 1:10 AM
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