Pain is surreal, pain makes us think about all the inconsistencies in life. Pain exists, lives and breathes through our own hopes and dreams.
This is not a pretty, uplifting, inspirational post. You have been warned.
Pain
On Saying Goodbye
Have you ever seen the sun rising from behind the snow capped mountains surrounding the edges of Los Angeles?
I have. Multiple times. It’s not the most beautiful sunrise I ever saw, but for me it was always comforting.
On People and Feelings
This is a very personal post. You have been warned.
Out at the train tracks
I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my iPod
And I realize it’s getting late
And I can’t take the staring
And the sympathy
And I don’t like the questions “How do you feel?”
“How’s it going in school?”
And “Do you wanna talk about it?”
Porcupine Tree – Way out of Here
We are an odd species, and surely I cannot put enough emphasis on that remark so that it really illustrates the feeling I am trying to convey.
On Letting Go
We all like to take a few things for granted.
If we consider Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, there are plenty of things we all love to take for granted, from things most of us we in the Western hemisphere usually have at our disposal, like a ceiling to sleep under, running drinkable water and food for the day, or even more complex endeavours like a good job or friends we can rely on.
So what happens when those constructs are put to test? How do we feel when we need to let go of something we hold most dear?
Today Was Hard (or how I struggle with my own impatience)
Wake, shower, drive, wait in line, wait some more, someone telling me I stood in line for nothing for the past hour, drive, walk, wait, talk, wait some more…
I think you get the picture.
This is how my morning sounded like. It kind of went on until slightly past noon.
“So what?” You may wonder. Indeed, doesn’t sound much. In fact, I should be able to deal with this easily, just letting go of all of the unwanted feelings and rise above the low-orbiting, heavy weights that push my mood to the ground. Did I mention it also rained?
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On the Strangeness of People
How do you approach someone?
This is something that, at least in my conception of it, some of us (or at least those not into the sociopath or even psychopath grey areas) struggle with everyday.
Defining Realities 