If it were up to you the risks you take, the lives you loved, and the people you kept would you cherish this power? If you were told that everything you have ever said could be recorded, every conversation you've ever had was taken down, and every enlightening moment archived, would you look back and smile at the person you've become?
Those moments that we realize the things we've always wanted aren't what we thought they'd be change everything. Life feels so much less than we thought it was. Then, out of nowhere, come these defining moments that we look at later and smile, laugh even. Where we realize that the cosmos are not out to get us, but lead us on our respective paths.
This is my enlightening thought of the day that I hope I remember forever. :)
Let's call it progress soup with and old time seasoning. Let's call it a digitally enhanced Black & White movie. Celebrate the old and new, the subtle mixture in all of us. It's an old heart and a new head. It's everything that makes us, us. If you enjoy what you see, please follow me on Twitter, Instagram, and Tumblr. The links are in my about me. :)
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Monday, April 29, 2013
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Saturday, November 24, 2012
If only I could watch myself, see how my expressions change. I want to get to know myself, this new person that I've become.
Wouldn't we all?
Is it normal that I know someone I met two months ago, better than I know myself? Is it normal that I can solve his problems, but when it comes to mine I'm clueless.
There's a fine line between finding yourself and losing yourself. It's the single wrong turn, that one wrong choice. It is that one moment, and you don't even know you're lost.
Lost.
Lost, lost, lost...
A soul without direction
Failing to feel connection
To people, to places
Unable to put names to faces
New, new, new
Everything feels so new
Fresh, clean
Falling apart at the seams
...to be continued.
Wouldn't we all?
Is it normal that I know someone I met two months ago, better than I know myself? Is it normal that I can solve his problems, but when it comes to mine I'm clueless.
There's a fine line between finding yourself and losing yourself. It's the single wrong turn, that one wrong choice. It is that one moment, and you don't even know you're lost.
Lost.
Lost, lost, lost...
A soul without direction
Failing to feel connection
To people, to places
Unable to put names to faces
New, new, new
Everything feels so new
Fresh, clean
Falling apart at the seams
...to be continued.
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