Stay Freaky!
This last weekend I went to the John Mayer concert in Dallas, TX. First off he is an amazing musician. Though through his musical talents I was hypnotized, it was through his soliloquy that I have been inspired. The subject, individuality.
John said it best when he told all of us to stay freaky. I thought to myself, what the heck, I'm not freaky, but then he expounded upon that to say that we should never let anyone control who we are. Who are we really? Products of the influences around us? I am a victim to social and peer pressure, I buy clothes that I believe will make me look like the man I think women want, I want a car that everyone will think is the bomb, I even watch the movies and shows that everyone says are pretty sweet. But none of these things really make up who I am do they? Am I the clothes I wear or the music I listen to? Theres so much more to a person then just what they appear to reveal. To truly get to know one another we must make those connections on life. Say hello, ask some one how thief day is going, then find out why. Simply knowing that the day is fine can be perceived by looking at them, it's more why their day is great that I have become more interested in. Maybe they know something that I should too. Or perhaps you might run into that random person who's day is going terrible and all they wanted was someone to talk to. What? Are we scared? We don't want to actually have a conversation with these strangers that we meet by chance on the streets, that's why they are called STRANGErs. Pathetic, I know those thoughts have crossed my mind more than a dozen times in one day. But it's only recently that I have discovered the true enormity of the individualism that this world holds. Waiting in line, striking up conversations about things other than the mundane, depressing, simplicity that we can turn life into. I don't know about you, but I definitely do not believe that life is really that simple, not as simple as good, or ok. It's more like, dang well I woke up late and had to hurry to get out my door in time to make it to my job, that I really don't care about so I sit there and do just enough to get by, I mean what's the problem in that, it's only what everyone else is doing... And so on carries the story of a typical day. It's pathetic, to think that we just try to coast on through life as fast as we can just like everyone else. What are we racing towards, I'll tell you what's at the end, we die. Life ends with death. So I sit back and ask myself why is everyone trying to simplify it by succumbing to the normality of cruise control? The faster we get through life the less there is to enjoy.
Take your time
Slow down, enjoy the little things in life. You'll find that once you discover the joys in life that suddenly like a ninja happiness will creep into your everyday routine. Beyond that be an individual, listen to what sounds good to you, wear what you think is appealing, say what you wanna say, and hear what others are meaning. Life is not meant to be rushed through, we only lose sight of who we are when we are only trying to get that promotion or buy that house so and and so forth. Live a little. Go out smoke a joint, it's not going to kill you. Bend a rule or two. Drink a little too much. Party hard. Experience what's out there, don't be worried about what anyone else is thinking of you. They will only be jealous that you seem to be enjoying life more than they are. Be yourself, be somebody, be the only one of your kind. Then when they ask you what's different about you, tell them, I just didn't listen to everyone when they told me no. Who cares that you don't have on matching shoes and socks, does it really matter? Some of the most content and happy people I have ever met wear all the clothes they have all at once. Sure you might think there crazy, but did you really take the time to stop and find out if they truly are. What if they hold the secret to happiness? I'm not saying they do, but damn if people can't find happiness in making the most money and buying the best they can, then why is it that we all want to strive for that lifestyle? Do you actually think that people will care what you wore to prom 10 years ago, or what you listened to when you were driving them to the pool that one time? Think about it, you get a chance to be someone all the time, everyday, don't waste it. Show somebody why it's good to be you today. Make them wonder why you don't care. Make them see that true happiness is not found in material belongings, but rather in the feelings and minds of everyone around us. Don't waste your life, go out make it count, only you can choose to be someone who doesn't care what they think!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Drive Fast, Take Chances...
A good friend of mine always tells people to drive fast and take chances. He uses it as quick remark to sound funny, but I always wonder if people ever grasp the meaning behind it. Do we ever realize just how short life is. Think about how far just recorded history goes, we are living in the 21st century. How much time do we have to make our mark in the vast compilation of what will become history. It struck me by surprise to see my little sisters history book that contained 9/11 as one of the major points in history. To me that's still a current event, in fact most things that have happened of the course of my life are still current events in my mind. But still, the fact of the matter is that most elementary students these days were only two and three during one the most pivotal event in the war on terror.
I just started thinking to myself, almost 22 years in to my life and what have I done that will have any lasting effect on anyones life. I haven't destroyed a national monument, I haven't brought about world peace. In fact most of the things that I have done have been all because of what I was told to do. Grow up, go to school, get a job, start a family, go on a few vacations, watch the kids grow up, decide I'm not satisfied with my family, give up and get divorced, live out the rest of my days working and really accomplish nothing besides contribute to the ever faithful travesty of death and taxes. This is the life that for the majority of Americans will be the only life they ever know. Now understand, I'm not saying that there won't be any excitements in there, just that those are the main facts of most lives. Where are the heroes these days?
Heroes, knights in shining armor, argonauts, champions, where are they in our world now? Who amongst us have risen up above the mundane, lonely lives of the ordinary? Are they the capitalist tycoons such as Bill Gates and Steve Jobs? Or perhaps they are the amazing athletes such as Koby Bryant and Bret Favre? What do the people we praise as heroes have in common? What is different about their lives? It's simple.
Drive fast, take chances.
The only way to break free of the simple conveyor belt lives we lead is to make the conscious decision to change. Stop giving into what the normality is. Your life, is YOURS! It's the only one you get. I find it surprising that the one thing we will ever truly only get on of, life, is easily wasted by so many! We need to reach into ourselves, find out who we are as individual creations. Search your heart for your dreams and hold on to them. Take chances. If there is no risk in what we aim to attain then what is the value in it? If we risk nothin we will gain nothing, but to risk everything we will gain the world. Break free, be yourself, hold on to things like honor and virtue. Try everything at least once, never give into fear. Fear is the mind killer. Never give in to what others tell you cannot happen. Life is yours. No one can take it away from you except for yourself. Go out and risk it all just for the chance at having something of true value. Laugh at those who sit on the sidelines as you grab the bull by the horns. Go climb those mountains knowing that few ever will. Love like there is no tomorrow. Give your all into everything you do. Take a chance on life, then do it again, and again. I promise you, the good you find will out way the risks you thought were at stake. Get out there, live true!
Drive fast, take chances.
I just started thinking to myself, almost 22 years in to my life and what have I done that will have any lasting effect on anyones life. I haven't destroyed a national monument, I haven't brought about world peace. In fact most of the things that I have done have been all because of what I was told to do. Grow up, go to school, get a job, start a family, go on a few vacations, watch the kids grow up, decide I'm not satisfied with my family, give up and get divorced, live out the rest of my days working and really accomplish nothing besides contribute to the ever faithful travesty of death and taxes. This is the life that for the majority of Americans will be the only life they ever know. Now understand, I'm not saying that there won't be any excitements in there, just that those are the main facts of most lives. Where are the heroes these days?
Heroes, knights in shining armor, argonauts, champions, where are they in our world now? Who amongst us have risen up above the mundane, lonely lives of the ordinary? Are they the capitalist tycoons such as Bill Gates and Steve Jobs? Or perhaps they are the amazing athletes such as Koby Bryant and Bret Favre? What do the people we praise as heroes have in common? What is different about their lives? It's simple.
Drive fast, take chances.
The only way to break free of the simple conveyor belt lives we lead is to make the conscious decision to change. Stop giving into what the normality is. Your life, is YOURS! It's the only one you get. I find it surprising that the one thing we will ever truly only get on of, life, is easily wasted by so many! We need to reach into ourselves, find out who we are as individual creations. Search your heart for your dreams and hold on to them. Take chances. If there is no risk in what we aim to attain then what is the value in it? If we risk nothin we will gain nothing, but to risk everything we will gain the world. Break free, be yourself, hold on to things like honor and virtue. Try everything at least once, never give into fear. Fear is the mind killer. Never give in to what others tell you cannot happen. Life is yours. No one can take it away from you except for yourself. Go out and risk it all just for the chance at having something of true value. Laugh at those who sit on the sidelines as you grab the bull by the horns. Go climb those mountains knowing that few ever will. Love like there is no tomorrow. Give your all into everything you do. Take a chance on life, then do it again, and again. I promise you, the good you find will out way the risks you thought were at stake. Get out there, live true!
Drive fast, take chances.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Perception
They say hind sight is twenty-twenty, but is that really true, can you really see the past through clear eyes or are we really just wishing we would have been looking for the right signs and opportunities the first time around? Life is an experience, how else can it be described? Through our eyes we experience the colors of creation, with our ears we hear the heartbeat of the earth, and using our bodies we choose to connect with these things. We touch what see, and feel what we listen to. Is it a choice or are we just going through motions? We are creatures of habit, but is not everything in creation? The graceful lioness hunts because it needs to eat, the mighty oak grabs up the sun so that it may grow strong, but what do we do?
Seeing is believing.
We believe what our eyes have seen, we know that it's true, we have seen it. Habit. Throughout all of time mankind has set full reliability on the use of our eyes. I remember the first time I saw a magician, I was totally transfixed on what he could do, I believed that he could read minds, see through solid objects, defy gravity, even throw physics right out the window. I believed that it must be true, I had seen it with my own two eyes. As I grew older I discovered that it was all just an illusion. So I wondered to myself, how can we believe our eyes when they can so easily be deceived? We can look at everything in life, but how can we ever know what is true? We must train our eyes to see around the illusion, to seek out the truth. We must question our perception, throw it into the light and take a good look. Perhaps its not just that we have been the victim of some elaborate illusion, rather we have only seen what we wanted. Tunnel vision, when our eyes only see what we are focusing on. When I first started running, I would have in my mind one goal, go this far or meet this time, all I could do was look out at the path I ran and see that it just kept going. It was horrible, I never felt like I got anywhere. I only saw what I focused on, the boring path which caused me pain, until one day I saw a doe out in the forest that I ran every morning. She was beautiful, elegant and oblivious to my presence. I stopped and realized for the first time I had been doing it all wrong, I had let my eyes only see the pain and distance that I had to endure. From then on I started looking at the world through which I ran, and found that it was a beautiful ever-changing world. From then on I've never had a problem running. I widened my gaze to see what I was really looking at, and realized that my perception was all wrong. When we look for only what we think is there, it is what we are sure to find. Hindsight is twenty-twenty, because we realize, we were not seeing what we were shown. Look around, open your eyes, the world is full of beauty and truth. We need only to look for it.
Are you even listening?
How many times do we catch ourselves hearing what's going on but never listening to a thing that has been said? Do we truly understand the power of sound? How you hear something said can drastically change the meaning of the words that you listen too. Going through basic military training really opened my ears to grasp the meaning behind what we say to one another. Military training instructors use their words and control the way they say them to test people, to see if they can perform under pressure. Listening to what they are saying beneath how they are saying it is the key that everyone, who has made it through, grasps sooner or later. Extracting the meaning of the words that we are hearing is the most essential part of listening that truly allows us to understand exactly what a person means. There have been plenty of times in my life when I've gotten in arguments only to here them ask if I'm even listening to what they are saying. Truthfully, I wasn't, I was more concerned with how they were saying it that I only listened to the words they used. I have come to understand that the words that people use are not always what they want you to hear, they want you to know what they mean. The only way to do that is truly listen to what they mean by those words. Sound plays such a huge part in our lives not only in communication but how we feel as well. Have you ever watched a horror film without the sound? The fear factor is completely removed. The images can be the most terrifying in the world but it's through the sound of the film that our emotions are controlled. Listening to what is going on around us can also change how we feel about the place we are in. Out of silence I have heard more than any conversation I have ever had. Just taking the time to sit and truly hear what's going on around me has allowed me to realize that there is so much more to life then the simple work play sleep and eat routine. We clutter up the silence with noise so that we don't have to worry why things are so quite. When I was trekking through the Himalayan mountains of India I found the silence, at first, a bit unsettling. There were no machines at work, no cars speeding through the city, there were no extras to hear. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Wind gently rolling through the valleys, the water trickling through streams, the pure silence of sound. Peaceful. It was there that I discovered that as we live our lives we get used goths sounds that surround us and we never take the time to just listen to what we are hearing, the birds singing as they fly through the sky, the wind rushing through the trees. Listening to what we hear and truly understanding it can bring new revelations to our lives. It can help us understand the heart of the people we interact with. It can allow us a peace in Which all else fades away. All we need to do is listen for it.
Seeing is believing.
We believe what our eyes have seen, we know that it's true, we have seen it. Habit. Throughout all of time mankind has set full reliability on the use of our eyes. I remember the first time I saw a magician, I was totally transfixed on what he could do, I believed that he could read minds, see through solid objects, defy gravity, even throw physics right out the window. I believed that it must be true, I had seen it with my own two eyes. As I grew older I discovered that it was all just an illusion. So I wondered to myself, how can we believe our eyes when they can so easily be deceived? We can look at everything in life, but how can we ever know what is true? We must train our eyes to see around the illusion, to seek out the truth. We must question our perception, throw it into the light and take a good look. Perhaps its not just that we have been the victim of some elaborate illusion, rather we have only seen what we wanted. Tunnel vision, when our eyes only see what we are focusing on. When I first started running, I would have in my mind one goal, go this far or meet this time, all I could do was look out at the path I ran and see that it just kept going. It was horrible, I never felt like I got anywhere. I only saw what I focused on, the boring path which caused me pain, until one day I saw a doe out in the forest that I ran every morning. She was beautiful, elegant and oblivious to my presence. I stopped and realized for the first time I had been doing it all wrong, I had let my eyes only see the pain and distance that I had to endure. From then on I started looking at the world through which I ran, and found that it was a beautiful ever-changing world. From then on I've never had a problem running. I widened my gaze to see what I was really looking at, and realized that my perception was all wrong. When we look for only what we think is there, it is what we are sure to find. Hindsight is twenty-twenty, because we realize, we were not seeing what we were shown. Look around, open your eyes, the world is full of beauty and truth. We need only to look for it.
Are you even listening?
How many times do we catch ourselves hearing what's going on but never listening to a thing that has been said? Do we truly understand the power of sound? How you hear something said can drastically change the meaning of the words that you listen too. Going through basic military training really opened my ears to grasp the meaning behind what we say to one another. Military training instructors use their words and control the way they say them to test people, to see if they can perform under pressure. Listening to what they are saying beneath how they are saying it is the key that everyone, who has made it through, grasps sooner or later. Extracting the meaning of the words that we are hearing is the most essential part of listening that truly allows us to understand exactly what a person means. There have been plenty of times in my life when I've gotten in arguments only to here them ask if I'm even listening to what they are saying. Truthfully, I wasn't, I was more concerned with how they were saying it that I only listened to the words they used. I have come to understand that the words that people use are not always what they want you to hear, they want you to know what they mean. The only way to do that is truly listen to what they mean by those words. Sound plays such a huge part in our lives not only in communication but how we feel as well. Have you ever watched a horror film without the sound? The fear factor is completely removed. The images can be the most terrifying in the world but it's through the sound of the film that our emotions are controlled. Listening to what is going on around us can also change how we feel about the place we are in. Out of silence I have heard more than any conversation I have ever had. Just taking the time to sit and truly hear what's going on around me has allowed me to realize that there is so much more to life then the simple work play sleep and eat routine. We clutter up the silence with noise so that we don't have to worry why things are so quite. When I was trekking through the Himalayan mountains of India I found the silence, at first, a bit unsettling. There were no machines at work, no cars speeding through the city, there were no extras to hear. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Wind gently rolling through the valleys, the water trickling through streams, the pure silence of sound. Peaceful. It was there that I discovered that as we live our lives we get used goths sounds that surround us and we never take the time to just listen to what we are hearing, the birds singing as they fly through the sky, the wind rushing through the trees. Listening to what we hear and truly understanding it can bring new revelations to our lives. It can help us understand the heart of the people we interact with. It can allow us a peace in Which all else fades away. All we need to do is listen for it.
The Grocery Store
So your walking down the isle at a grocery store, and you are looking for something but you just don't know what it is. The feeling that you are forgetting something is gnawing at the back of your head. As you were wondering what the heck you forgot, you snap back and see something that catches your eye. You cant really tell what it is, but you look up and down the isle and realize that your in the cereal isle, millions and millions of boxes and bags lining the shelves, all full of wholesome nutritional value. Then there was this, you don't really know what it is, from the looks of it. It looked like just a brown paper covered box. Something was definitely strange about this box. Unlike all the other cereals, whose boxes were covered in bright shades of blues and reds and yellows and purples, all with their fancy letters and names, and some that weren't doing so well had SALE! posted on them, but not this box, this box didn't even have a price tag. This one was plain, not something that would catch your attention, unless it happened to be in the exact circumstances that it was in; it didn't fit in with the rest. This had to be some kind of crazy marketing ploy. Seriously, who would design a box of cereal with nothing on it, and then not even price it. Who ever did it, must have known what they were doing because it worked. It caught your attention, just a plain little box, with nothing on it, no bright cheery colors, no SALE! tag, not even a name. Reluctantly, you pick up the box, telling yourself that there must be something on the other side. You turn the box over but there was nothing. As you study the box, you realize there was one word on it, but you wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't been looking for something. One word, in small simple letters, all lower case, black, 12-point, Helvetica font, that read surprise. This completely baffled you; you had no idea what to think of this box. All you knew was that this box didn't belong. You pick up the box and place it in your cart, right on top, next to the head of lettuce and the canned sweet corn. You go and check out. Then you go home, wondering to yourself, what in the world could have been in that box. You pull in the driveway, park the car and carry in the groceries. You sit down at the table and pull out the box. The simple brown paper box with the word surprise on it. You study it a little more intently until you cant stand it any longer, and you open the box...
The Day
Until today your life had been pretty bland, nothing special. You just lived your life, what else were you supposed to do. You have lead a perfectly content life, making all the right choices never really making any extreme decisions, except that time that you decided to have a couple of drinks on new years, whoa that was crazy. You kept worrying about how bad of a hangover you would have the next day that you drank five bottles of water, just to fight off the dehydration. Now, just because you haven't made any extreme decisions does not mean that you haven't had any fun. Life has thrown you its share of fastballs; it's just that surprisingly enough, you have always found a way to catch them. Life has given you lemons, and you have made lemonade. And plenty of it. Now, here you sit, in your bed on just an average Monday morning. You got up, took a shower, got ready for work, and grabbed a cereal bar on your way out the door. Life was simple, uncomplicated and organized. You liked it that way. But today was the day that everything changed. Today you would make a decision that will determine the events of the rest of your life, and the lives of all the others around you. Normally you tried to stay away from big decisions like this one. You don't really like to make decisions that involve a lot of people, and the thought of making one that would change the entire world never would have crossed your mind. Until today. It was just a regular day at work, relaxed and rather easy compared to the last few weeks. After work you decided to get to the grocery store, after all you were a little low on milk, and you wanted something new for dinner tonight. You never imagined that you would be here now, sitting at the table, looking into a brown cardboard box with the simply lettered word "surprise!" written on it. But here you are and there is the box. Your hands maneuvered the box as your eyes surveyed it. Then you started to break the seal on the top, or what you thought was the top, and a strange glowing light started to illuminate the entire room. The light was so bright it made it seem as if it were the only light in the entire world around you, you could no longer see anything except that which was illuminated by the light. You took a look around and then your eyes fixed on what was inside…
The Thoughts
"A lifeless passion, a passionless life." The words resounded in your head as you lay on your back in your bed. You thought to yourself, 'what could that mean.' You looked at the clock 6:58. Two minutes before you had to get up to start your day again. You thought to yourself about the meaning of life. What is it and how does one go about answering a question that nobody knows. This was the third time this week that you have been awoken before the alarm clock sounded, and this did not make you happy at all. As if the extra two minutes of sleep would have really mattered. Life was simple, you made choices, and went about your day, everyday, until all the days seemed to blend into one, one long day with several breaks that everyone took to sleep, one long day known as life. You wondered out loud, what is the point. Everyday the same old thing, get up go to work, and go home, to sleep and do it all over again, with little variations. That was what kept you going, the variations, sometimes it was a trip to the gas station on the corner, or a trip to the grocery store, which was going to happen today. If it was the weekend it would sometimes consist of a date, with the usual character that you know you would never end up with in the long run, but you go on the date inevitably because it keeps your edge, it keeps you knowing that you still are not to old to get married. You can still think that you are too young though, and besides there is always that thought in the back of your head that you could find the right one, and what if this was it. Was that the meaning of life, work sleep and a few variations? Is this the sum of all your dreams and aspirations? Is this what everyone lives for? Is this the way it will continue until you eventually die? It can't be. So you continue on thinking. A lifeless passion, a passionless life. Life was meant to have passion, at least that was what you thought when you were young. When the ways of the world had not fully grasped you, when you were the only one who's opinion mattered in your life. What was the point now? How much input do you have in your life now? You have lost your passion for life, but does that mean that you have lost life? Or is it because you have lost life that you no longer have passion? The box radiates with the light. The light that was so warm and inviting, the light that felt like nothing else mattered, captivating. You sat there and even though the light was so bright, it did not hurt your eyes. Suddenly it dawned on you. Life was not meant to have a meaning put in it, you were meant to have a meaning that you put your life into. It was like all those stories of the legendary heroes that seemed to give up everything for what they believed in. They gave up their every possession and even their lives for a meaning, for a purpose, for their passion. Their life was filled with passion because they were passionate about their life. Where were you? Suddenly the room disappeared and only the light surrounded you. You realized that your life was just that, life, it had no passion, and quite frankly you had no passion for life. Maybe there was something greater you were meant to do, something that those rare legends had found. There was something missing that your classic, Americanized, Worldly culture had dulled down. Where was the passion? Where was the life? You dreamt of great things when you were a kid, that life was full of great things. Where was it now? How many years have you wasted away doing the same old thing, with little variations. Now it was time for something new; now it was time for something Great. Passion. Life.The alarm clock was going off, you opened your eyes, and looked at it. 7:01. The blinking blue numbers flashed as you turned off the alarm, and woke up to a new day, a new dawn, a new beginning, a passion for life, and a life to put your passion into. Live.
The Day
Until today your life had been pretty bland, nothing special. You just lived your life, what else were you supposed to do. You have lead a perfectly content life, making all the right choices never really making any extreme decisions, except that time that you decided to have a couple of drinks on new years, whoa that was crazy. You kept worrying about how bad of a hangover you would have the next day that you drank five bottles of water, just to fight off the dehydration. Now, just because you haven't made any extreme decisions does not mean that you haven't had any fun. Life has thrown you its share of fastballs; it's just that surprisingly enough, you have always found a way to catch them. Life has given you lemons, and you have made lemonade. And plenty of it. Now, here you sit, in your bed on just an average Monday morning. You got up, took a shower, got ready for work, and grabbed a cereal bar on your way out the door. Life was simple, uncomplicated and organized. You liked it that way. But today was the day that everything changed. Today you would make a decision that will determine the events of the rest of your life, and the lives of all the others around you. Normally you tried to stay away from big decisions like this one. You don't really like to make decisions that involve a lot of people, and the thought of making one that would change the entire world never would have crossed your mind. Until today. It was just a regular day at work, relaxed and rather easy compared to the last few weeks. After work you decided to get to the grocery store, after all you were a little low on milk, and you wanted something new for dinner tonight. You never imagined that you would be here now, sitting at the table, looking into a brown cardboard box with the simply lettered word "surprise!" written on it. But here you are and there is the box. Your hands maneuvered the box as your eyes surveyed it. Then you started to break the seal on the top, or what you thought was the top, and a strange glowing light started to illuminate the entire room. The light was so bright it made it seem as if it were the only light in the entire world around you, you could no longer see anything except that which was illuminated by the light. You took a look around and then your eyes fixed on what was inside…
The Thoughts
"A lifeless passion, a passionless life." The words resounded in your head as you lay on your back in your bed. You thought to yourself, 'what could that mean.' You looked at the clock 6:58. Two minutes before you had to get up to start your day again. You thought to yourself about the meaning of life. What is it and how does one go about answering a question that nobody knows. This was the third time this week that you have been awoken before the alarm clock sounded, and this did not make you happy at all. As if the extra two minutes of sleep would have really mattered. Life was simple, you made choices, and went about your day, everyday, until all the days seemed to blend into one, one long day with several breaks that everyone took to sleep, one long day known as life. You wondered out loud, what is the point. Everyday the same old thing, get up go to work, and go home, to sleep and do it all over again, with little variations. That was what kept you going, the variations, sometimes it was a trip to the gas station on the corner, or a trip to the grocery store, which was going to happen today. If it was the weekend it would sometimes consist of a date, with the usual character that you know you would never end up with in the long run, but you go on the date inevitably because it keeps your edge, it keeps you knowing that you still are not to old to get married. You can still think that you are too young though, and besides there is always that thought in the back of your head that you could find the right one, and what if this was it. Was that the meaning of life, work sleep and a few variations? Is this the sum of all your dreams and aspirations? Is this what everyone lives for? Is this the way it will continue until you eventually die? It can't be. So you continue on thinking. A lifeless passion, a passionless life. Life was meant to have passion, at least that was what you thought when you were young. When the ways of the world had not fully grasped you, when you were the only one who's opinion mattered in your life. What was the point now? How much input do you have in your life now? You have lost your passion for life, but does that mean that you have lost life? Or is it because you have lost life that you no longer have passion? The box radiates with the light. The light that was so warm and inviting, the light that felt like nothing else mattered, captivating. You sat there and even though the light was so bright, it did not hurt your eyes. Suddenly it dawned on you. Life was not meant to have a meaning put in it, you were meant to have a meaning that you put your life into. It was like all those stories of the legendary heroes that seemed to give up everything for what they believed in. They gave up their every possession and even their lives for a meaning, for a purpose, for their passion. Their life was filled with passion because they were passionate about their life. Where were you? Suddenly the room disappeared and only the light surrounded you. You realized that your life was just that, life, it had no passion, and quite frankly you had no passion for life. Maybe there was something greater you were meant to do, something that those rare legends had found. There was something missing that your classic, Americanized, Worldly culture had dulled down. Where was the passion? Where was the life? You dreamt of great things when you were a kid, that life was full of great things. Where was it now? How many years have you wasted away doing the same old thing, with little variations. Now it was time for something new; now it was time for something Great. Passion. Life.The alarm clock was going off, you opened your eyes, and looked at it. 7:01. The blinking blue numbers flashed as you turned off the alarm, and woke up to a new day, a new dawn, a new beginning, a passion for life, and a life to put your passion into. Live.
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