what do you do when your daily routine fails to bring you joy??
what more is there when you glance at the clock only to find time has stood still?
is this life everything you thought it would be?
why do people loose their creativity when they age?
i have said time and time again that children are the best mages because no one has told them what is real and what isn’t.
for children, nothing is impossible.
they look at an object and see at least 30 more uses for it than any adult i’ve ever encountered.
can you just pick up an move across country to live with someone you’ve only talked to online?
an issue of safety comes to mind. i don’t put much into that though… driving a car is dangerous, as is smoking. breathing the air and almost anything else one does is dangerous to a certain degree. you can meet someone at a grocery store, give them your number and find them stalking you (oh where are all the good stalkers?? i could use a few more) a few weeks later. most serial killers are described as charming.
i’ve picked up and left before and ended up living the happiest time of my life there…
life is a gamble
life is a risk
what is it you seek?
what is it you want out of life
what are you willing to do to get it?
more important… what *aren’t* you willing to do?
is being safe more important than living?
what have i to loose?
my life? (sarcasm) oh no please don’t send me back to my soul mate… that would be simply dreadful….(/sarcasm)
happiness? ha! i’m on a quest for it
money? considering my financial situation, that’s even funnier…
possessions? i have few already and those i couldn’t take i’d give away so people could remember me
security? i think i’ve answered that under safety…
personally, i don’t mind *what* is happening as long as *something* is happening… “good” “bad” or “indifferent”
just let something happen.
i prefer to live on the extremes of life.
there is a special joy in that
we shape reality
we are the cancer of the planet
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“can you just pick up an move across country to live with someone you’ve only talked to online?”
Can and did. I decided I was willing to gamble:) I packed all I could of the accumulated stuff of 30-something years:) into my truck, leaving behind nearly an entire house full of furniture, clothing, etc.
And drove for four days to be held in the arms of love:) Wow that sounds so cheesy…but it’s true;)
Not meaningless. Very good questions. I know I live on the edge, maybe too much, I would like to come inland a little. But yes, life is boring without walking into the cloud and not knowing what you will find. Groups like the Moral Majority (a tangent: does anybody really believe they are a majority of anything? — a very clever marketing scheme, to help create the image that they do indeed have some kind of superiority, that is the problem with this country, labels stigmatize lazy-brained people’s imaginations, but that is meat for another article) would like everyone to live a life structured in guidelines laid out for them. Well, I am not a robot, and that’s why I am here….
Although, cancer of the planet (see what I mean about labels?), while I know exactly what you mean, does not a good image make. It gives reinforcement and credence to the image created of us by those who would repel us. We don’t need to give them ammunition. We are the new lifeforce sounds a bit better. Well, we can work on that….
Well all I can add to this conversation is that, I think that happens to everyone at some time or another. We can’t all lead wonderfully eventfilled lives, and its been my experience that people who do are usually the drama king/queen type.
As for me I have too much here to leave. When I find that my boring routine has become overwhelming I’m prone to doing astronomically stupid and or unbelievably deadly things.
Such as driving at 120+ mph down very twisty back roads. I would say one day they might scrape me off of a tree but if I were to say something like that it just might happen. My only hope is to not feel it, which means I need to buy a Jag….must go faster
Shadow-
Man looks across the land and takes what he wants. There is no place where are hand has not touched, if there is it soon will be no longer. There are those who look for understanding, most of whom are left with questions there are no words for, and answers that will never come.
faet55
i did not mean cancer of the planet as a bad thing…
but i can see the connotations of it…
i respect cancer… it is hard to destroy
Why do we measuere ourselves by a stick that someone else has set?
Why do we remember the bad things longer the the good?
Why does time crawl at work, but fly past when with a loved one?
Why do some of us live, while others simply survive?
Ask two different people almost any question and you get three different answers. But only one is important, your answer. Ask advice from those your trust, but follow your own counsel. And if you find out that you got it wrong, then by god, throw some dirt on it and walk it off. Take responciblity for both your fuck-ups and successes. (did I just rant?)
no day but today
Vassago
I think perhaps that the chances and challenges lie in the simpler things, the less flash-fire types. Same as entering the fence that contains a known and vicious dog, so de we enter again and again into love and devotion. We hand this rabid dog with a beautiful face our hopes and hearts and dreams and are yet always surprised when the teeth sink in. More so than that, even once the teeth have bitten we lie still, letting the dog naw and drool and tear side to side for awhile, in hopes that it will change it’s mind and lap our face for once. (Or hell, sniff our crotch, it IS a dog analogy)
My personal opinion is that the risks and “living on the edge” of risking ourselves minds and emotions are far more dangerous than a strangers dangerous embrace.
Of course, I do feel an empathy with the stagnation of life you refer to, despite my high flown words. Tired of working the same old worn out seam every day, that thing that was once a thrill becoming commonplace. Even the new faces have nothing new to say it seems. To refer to a conversation I had with someone recently, there are no new thoughts it seems, it has all been done before, and it seems, done to me.
Damn, I am apparently in a melancholy mood just now, this is not the usual sweet and simpering drivel I produce with such regularity. *sigh*
I agree with your perceptions of children. My daughter drapes toilet paper across her arm and instantly becomes a fairy princess with a toilet brush as a wand. (One can only imagine the lovelys she could create with such an implement)
btw
It is hard to destroy a Destroyer. Easy to destroy a creator, because the creator — in its sympathies with the created — will not retaliate.
i think that was perhaps the most profound thing i have read or heard in a very long time…
thank you
unfortunately, economics dictate that not everyone can simply “throw off the shackles” of the rat race. by revolting against it, you are participating in it. some of us are lucky enough to work in jobs that we love and enjoy. others are even luckier in that they were born rich. but the majority will go from day to day with the same routines, the same tired faces. it’s just the nature of the way things work.
revolution does more harm than it does good. we just have to stick with wading through the sea of shit: from time to time we’ll find a diamond, which we can treasure. those diamonds make it all worthwhile. if we are perpetually blessed we will become perpetually numb.
Hey, you’re makin’ me blush
no day but today
vassago
I completely agree with you about children being the best mages. In the past three months 3 people in my life have died and 2 out of the 3 the children were the ones who could best explain and comfort the rest of us. I think its because they really havnt learned betrayel or any of the other nasty little tricks of being “human” . I also think they still remember what happen before they were born and maintain the peace and understanding of the perfectness of the universe etc (did that make sense?).