Friday, February 22, 2013

What love does.


  There is a word, a word that has so much power through its meaning that it makes people do otherwise crazy things that they would never do. The feeling and expression is an addiction. . . but's it's natural; and its not somthing we can become unatuned to, it's the scar-memory in the back of our minds, or the cure to a sickness, this word can be the most painful, or the most satisfing thing on earth this word is the most important word we use. . . that word is love. Love is a mystery, when we look for it, it comes, when we don't, it still finds us. Love loves us, and love hates us. 

   Love is weakness, love is strength... love is mercy, love is pain... love is sickness, Love is healing, love is the music that beats our heart. Without love there is no happiness, there is no greatness, there are no stories, there is no weakness, and everything would feel like something less, something missing something lost something apart of us. Because without love, time would be timeless, living in the shade of sadness, madness... Love is apart of us its what keeps our life going when we have lost and otherwise we cannot let it depart us.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Robots and Humans.

   Us humans are like robots, we were programmed to survive, our natural instinct is to live, we were set up born to have passions that we strive for. For energy we eat and drink. Sometimes we do what were told and sometimes we do what we want. But the only thing that makes us separate from a robots is our feelings, expressions, our soul. Robots don't have souls, they dont have a conscience they just do what they're told. But then again i'v never seen a robot, or how they act and live, do they live? do they have drive and passion. I don't know these things, there's no robots to compare myself to. So the only way to show and prove that i am not robots is to live the most unboring, exciting, soul incorporated life i can. Living every moment unpredictable and spontaneous  so unpredictable that not even i know what i will do next. But that's impossible, and yet maybe that's what makes us human and not robots, the fact that we can do things without thinking and that we do think before we do. As far as i know im not a robot, i usually do what i want when i want. I make choices based on how my conscience feels. I feel my soul through music, and writing. The scenery of nature's awesome amazes me. I can only come to the conclusion that i am simply not a robot. at-least i think.... who knows......God? ya he probably does.



   Humans

Intro

   Intro's.. they help the reader understand things that apparently the reader wants to read... I am going to te help you better understand me and why i like to write. Writing is the creation of things i imagin and ponder. When I write its almost like playing music, getting lost in the meliflous sound that pierces the soul, and expressing it.. letting go of the world and living through the soul. Expressing feelings and thoughts is what writing is, creating images through words that have meaning to me.

   Writing on a peice of paper is like painting on a canvas, the things you can express and show through words, is better than a real painted canvas. The words that make up the images in your mind is exactly the way you want it to look, the imagination is awesome!  it should be blowing our human minds! everytime we imagin. We can see things in our mind with out ever seeing with our eyes, things that we can see in real life through a little thing i like to call creation. Creation and Imagination are a destined married couple they love eachother, if the get seperated they turn to dust. Creation is nothing without imagination and if there was no creation imagination would be things only hoped for. Our imagination is one of the most dear things that we can conceal and keep safe, but it needs to be excercised and worked by creating.

   These types of things are what i like to write about.. ofcourse until i find something more awesome to write about, which i always do.