Monday, April 19, 2010

If nothing seems concrete, go lie down on the sidewalk.

I don't get you. In two ways. I don't have you, and you don't make sense. Why can't I pretend I feel something other than what I do? Why can't I make up a word to explain to myself what it is that I do feel? Why should I have to convince myself that what I feel is real? Isn't that when you come in? Did you forget your line? Did you forget you had a part in this play?

When nothing seems concrete, go lie down on the sidewalk.

When something stupid starts to take over everything, and your usual everything turns into wasting time, real wasted time, lieing on the couch with your phone under your chin, w.a.s.t.i.n.g time, then SOMETHING IS WRONG. Or, maybe, something right is happening.

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It's time we all start treating people like people. Today, someone who means more than one world to me, told me something. When you trust someone, and they trust you back, and they tell you something, and the trusting bond is sealed... you feel, safe. You feel good. Trust is a very important thing, it's an important feeling, it is an important... everything. Without trust, without certainty, nothing is anything. And everything is nothing.

Trust happens. Trust is good.

It's scary to know yourself. It's scary to know that other people know you. Everyday I find out how someone is different than me. For someone who grew up being told that "everyone feels this way" I'm finding out that not everyone knows what I'm talking about. It's really interesting. I'm actually totally fascinated by people and the things people say and they way certain things make certain people feel certain ways.

As much as I try to, I don't want to say dumb myself down, because I am dumb, I am naive, still, but anyways... I try really hard to generalize myself sometimes. I try to wake up and brush my teeth and go to school and come home from dance and do my homework and go to bed and wake up and do it again. But I can't. I feel like I don't even exist.

Wake up, before you even check your phone to see how late you slept, and run outside. Right onto your front yard. I don't care if it's raining, or if your front yard is infested with pixies. Run out there. Bright an early. Sit down. And tell yourself three things you're going to do that day.

Don't go through the motions of life because you have to. Nothing should be an obligation, everything is choice. We have morals as people, and we make mistakes. But, we are capable. Of everything. We are able. We are real. We are not mechanical bodies. We are not programmed. We have the power to think! We have the power to make! To create! To learn!

Please! If you ever take any advice from me, let it be LIVE. Define it yourself. What makes you live? What keeps you alive? I'm here to help. But it's you. It's us and it's we and it's them and him and her and those guys.

Don't go through motions. Make motions. Make change, and don't waste. Define something.

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