Techni-colour Dreaming

Once upon a time, the stars were not the limit and the sky was not too high. What happened to the youthful bliss.
Today I am having my mini quarter life crisis (assuming I live to 104 .)



Anyway, back to my point. I remember just short of four years ago, the whole world was mine and if there was such thing as perfection, I had it. I was happy, I saw the world ahead of me for the conquering. I saw this amazing life. I had pure and unadulterated love in both my hands.

It's both a little amazing and a lot scary how much your ideals can change in such a short period of time. I think this morning the idealist in me died and a realist was born. Some say this is good, but I really think it's not. I'm a Libran you see and Libras need balance in everything in their lives. It's not an exaggeration, everything has to make sense. Everything is black and white. When the idealist dies, even that one little bit of me that was reserved to allow for grey and unknowns also dies.
I realized this morning that I am extremely tired. Like this guy -->

There are reasons I could list, but listing them doesn't make them disappear, so I will save my time. Instead I'll just say that some of the circumstances can be altered, some can be fixed, some, I suppose, if I ignore long enough might even go away. Now...
here's the realist speaking,
"how do you quantify the time you allow for this phenomenon?"
The once idealist (which also spawned a severe optimist) would have just said,
"have faith".
The realist asks,
"In what?"

Hm.

So I'm left to dream in techni-colours, in a blur, in a hopeless hope that maybe the idealist might awake and the realist calm itself.

Maybe.

Passing By

Why do we so often rush our lives away?
Have we forgotten to stop and just watch the sun set some times?

Magnolia

Exodus 8:2 - If you do not let them go, I will send a plague of frogs.

Give Me Time

We hear things throughtout or lives but how often do we really listen?

Pots of Fire

Set ablaze the fond memories of yesterday.

Set ablaze the predefined expectations.

Set ablaze the once upon a times.

Set ablaze the should haves would haves could haves.

What are these desires that won't go away?
What are these questions that circle?

Cattail

The physical:

It's edible in the spring/summer time

Specifically the rhizomes

The fluffy stuff is good tinder

The metaphysical:

Even as the new emerge, the old cling on for dear life

The psychological:

It reminds me of how Spring needs to renew me.

Shed the winter and start anew.

The Hollow

See through me an emptiness

Sucking in the marrows of life

But never satisfied

Too Close

I learnt that some people can only focus on the immediate problem. While the circumstances and environmental factors affect the problem, they choose to ignore it and only nit pick at the one thing. They become so narrowed minded that nothing is ever an issue. When you dissect something down to so small a piece, of course you have nothing; of course that tiny piece is irrelevant all of a sudden. Yet, forgetting to zoom out, they often do not realize that without that tiny piece, the integral whole is now incomplete.

There's a slight tangent being drawn, but one with probable cause. I learnt that people who have a need to dissect things down to insignicant pieces lack the ability to take responsibility in their lives. They become the casualty of what I term self-victimization. Basically all their actions and reactions have no consequences or bearing on self, they are all things done upon them by someone else; some other factor. An obvious example: One cannot mope and say "I am so much worst off then the rest of the world because I live on the streets" when one chose, without uncompromisable circumstances, to live on the streets. How do you feel sorry for someone who is in their current situation when they willingly chose to be in that situation?

In closing the tangent, my point is these people need to wake up and look at themselves and realize that things happen around them, within them for a reason. No one coerced them into their decisions. If in turn, the decisions cause an undesireable outcome, one must take responsibility to change it and not use the world as their scapegoat and do nothing with fantastical hopes that things will change on their own.

The world is not a stage and life is not just a film. Cut and paste is not a function is society, contrary to popular belief.

Every action has a greater or equal reaction.

When you cannot take control of your life, nothing will come of it. When you let those who should mean anything slip away because you cannot be bothered to give them priority, they will go away. When all you can do is feel sorry for yourself and never consider that your state is self-inflicted, you will never learn to cherish and respect all that is around you and stop taking for granted that the world is there for your blaming. Wake up, there's more to it then "I didn't do it".

Rainy Drive Home

It pittered and pattered

But not quite slattered

Dripping, Dropping

but not quite sopping

Brand Galore

Today it's raining
And I crave a cola

A Coca-Cola

Reflection

Reflection
Introspection
Not Projection

And Deflection

Blue Skies

Beauty needs no words to describe it

well... maybe except for WOW

1:45 am

Dangling

On a string

Last of Winter

Good riddance! Sorry ski lovers, I just can't stand winter....

Good Night

At the edge of dusk

Helios waits

Plummeting to meet again

A duo with Hades

Nyx! Nyx! Nyx!

Where has Hemera gone?

Has she forgotten

Her first love

Calm to My Soul

Water

Awaiting

There are tingles
Splinters in my heart
Awaiting promises
That will never come true

There are pangs
Brokenness complete
Yearning for the simple things
A stroll through the park

There are tomorrows
Falsely dreaming
Wondering in earnest wonder
If I will awake

There are nightmares
Make belief reality
Scaring my soul
A silent cry of defeat

Temet Nosce

The world will forever bear witness to the inelasticitiy of societial change. Media dictates that the "social norm" is adaptable and grows with the times, but does it really? The only real changes are that we can fire a missle faster and more accurately. We can separate the rich and the poor more definitely yet manage to put in place "programs" where the rich can superfluously help by donating not even 1% of what they make. They can walk away, pat themselves on the back, never turn around and feel like they saved the world. Children grow up drenched in crime while their parents run wreckless in the streets dealing drugs or turning tricks. Do you these things have changed over the years? The only change are the means by which they occur.

so here's the thing, if the world won't change and you're bombarded with this nonsense, what can you do. Change Yourself.

The Oracle was right, to grow beyond the barriers of this world you must know thyself.