? A d d i c t w i t h a p e n – TwentyOnePilots >click< ?
Hello
We haven’t talked in quite some time
I know
I haven’t been the best
Of sons, hello, I’ve been traveling in the desert of my mind
And I
Haven’t found a drop
Of life
I haven’t found a drop
Of you, I haven’t found a drop
I haven’t found a drop
Of water
A writer’s block and own (un)manageable expectations, lead to the disillusioned perception of perfectionism on what aught to be. Yesterday, done and dusted already.
Being stuck entangled by so-many things to do, my mind acts paralyzed refusin’ to consider any of them clearly. Time gets lost, disappointment creeps in, then the rush of adrenaline and there we go – ‘anxiety and panic’.
Have I fallen for the fight towards purpose? Have I lost touch with realism in the flight towards meaning? Or perhaps just frozen by the possibilities and daunting amounts of action required to achieve perceivable success within this outcrazed world of ours. Before I’m too old, too preoccupied, and well – dead.
What’s this crave I have, this desired urge, to inspire and influence Change and awareness with fairness in this world?
Every step I take, a melodic expression of vibrations.
? A f t e r h o u r s – Overwerk >click< ?
Completely lost at sea with rhythm and flow, doing the best I can with the resources I have on hand. It’s amazing to notice other individuals doing their own path finding on a similar vibration.
It’s something about the music. Something about the view, and sound of conversation. It’s something about your brain being tickled by an odd and interesting question; or a thought captured by gazing across into the distant horizon. It’s about loosing yourself in the darkness, making notes as brilliant ideas surface for later. It’s about being carefree at times, while enjoying a good meal. It’s about respecting who you’ve had to be to get here. It’s about how you do things and why you do it. It’s about keeping the ones you love, close. It’s about losing yourself, and then not torment yourself when doing the effort to find yourself again. It’s about having rules and being strict with standard at times. It’s about being differently you, and inspiring others to do the same.
No harm must come to others with our own pursuit to happiness within this fantasized profession of living. It’s about the responsibility we all have not to be rude to one another, while it’s our privilege to be respected in return. It’s about meaningful action.
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Then, there’s sleep, and about being lazy, and not in the mood, and other responsibilities. Different things need doing some days compared to others. Whirlwinds at times, while the same ol’same at other. The being annoyed and outflared, to composed and vindictive in a journal. It’s about looking and knowing about your demons, and respecting them enough to understand them deeply. But not go there. It’s about the self discipline and the grit to keep those toes moving.
Perhaps, it’s about the proof. Having comparative photos to show you the progress. Perhaps it’s just knowing where to go and what to do as the next step each time. Maybe it’s about talking in confused tongue, trying to decypher and make it your own later with layered meaning and relevance.
It’s maybe about finding and carving out your own way, while using what you see, and what already exists only as precedence and guidance towards doing what you believe needs doing to follow through with an idea.
Be OK with doing it on your own (at the start), watch your audience grow.
Be inspired by who you are and what you (can) do.
All it takes is : You
RJ
