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Monday, October 6, 2014

INSIGNIFICANT

You are a part of this generation. 
Now is the time for you to experience everything you could ever experience.
The time is now.
You wake up with endless possibilites ahead of you. 
Now is the time for everything to be significant. 

You are a part of this generation.
And this generation is going to age. 
Then will be the time when you will realize what you've had and what you have left.
Then you'll wake up, but in the eyes of the people standing where you're standing now, all you will be is a person who has aged.
What has been significant for you won't be significant to them. 

You're just a part of this generation.
A lot of generations have passed, and a lot more are to come.
That will be the time when there will be no more time.
Because one day, you're gonna wake up dead.
Wait a little more, and you will lose your signifance.




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Friday, July 18, 2014

Nothing

If I ever expected my college life to be like something, it wasn't this. 
Life right now? So bland. Not even plain. A level lower than that. 
A lot of things are happening, yet there's not really a thing. 
Nothing to look forward to. No one to look forward to seeing. No one to constantly talk to.
There's nothing exciting although everything's new.

I can't absorb anything. There's nothing to absorb. 
There's progress within the day, but it doesn't lead onto the next day. 
What happens today stays on this day, yet the same things will happen tomorrow. 
But as tomorrow arrives, I can't recognize what has already happened.
No sense of familiarity. 
I've gotten used to not getting used to anything.
Every morning is a clean slate. It starts. It ends. It does not develop.

I have no distractions, yet distractions are all I have. 
I have nothing to distract me from all these distractions. 
Too many side dishes, no main course. 
A story that started and ended with no climax.
Every day is so darn ordinary. Today included. 
I can remember, but nothing's memorable. 
It's as if this phase is a bonus round I don't have to pay attention to.

I talk, I laugh. A lot. Everyday. Most days are okay. Good, even.
But I've stopped appreciating this kind of  day.

I often hear the words "No f*cks given" 
But this is the only time I can actually say them everyday and mean them.

I don't even feel alone. I feel like nothing, and I don't mean that in a dramatic way. I really do feel like nothing. I feel nothing. Everything is nothing. Like I'm this leaf that fell from a tree, blown by the wind into the flowing water. That's how my days are like. I move without trying to move. I move with no purpose.

There isn't anything which means something. 
And having a life with no meaning does not feel like living. 


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Tuesday, May 6, 2014

It's All In The Mind

When I seem like I don't care, people complain.
When I try to show I do, they either brush me off or act like it's not enough.

I can't read minds. 
I can feel, but that's not enough for me to know what you want.
Not enough for me to know how you want me to do it.

I literally don't know what I've done, or if there's even anything.
But here I am trying to fix something that might not even exist.

Here I am with my own set of problems.
Yet here I am, solving you.

I'm not complaining,
I'm not getting tired.

I'm simply wondering,
What's going on in your mind?
What thoughts do you choose to hide?
Is there a way to fix this, or is it a waste of time?

You will never feel anything if you refuse to feel.
You will never have anything if you don't try to recognize its existence.

You will always be alone if you tend to think there's no one beside you.
Nobody will try if you think they're not trying.
Like how you'll keep starving if you refuse to swallow.
Nobody can try hard enough to be around.

You know why?

Because they already are. 
But your mind thinks otherwise,
And nobody can fight what you want to register in your mind.

Maybe the problem is not the people around you.
Maybe it's yourself.

Maybe if you change the way you think,
Then everything will change.



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Friday, February 28, 2014

Theory of the Multiverse

I recently stumbled upon a text post I really liked on Tumblr a month ago, so I've decided to record what's written. I'm not sure why, and I'll probably delete this post in the future. For now, though, feel free to listen to it. Excuse my voice. I sound different at night. I'd also suggest that you use your headphones while listening. It'll sound better that way.


http://picosong.com/Ypvn/


Adding this link for those who can't view the one up there. Again, headphones on.




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Frequently Asking Myself


How do you help someone who doesn't want to be helped?


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