I know so many people whom rely solely on logic. While I do agree that logic is needed in life to balance out the whimsy and the material goods in life. But, when people try to prove things to me with ‘logic’ alone— I wonder where their heart is. Has our world turned so cold that we cannot see that we need the whimsy to balance logic? We need to fritter away our time so we know what it feels like to lose it. But, we all need to be doing things productively to need time to fit in leisure. Am I the only one who not only wants to be beautiful but also smart? We make fun of the nerds whom never indulge in vanity. Yet, we make fun of the vain whom never indulge in a book. We also make fun of the normal people who are just trying to find themselves in this ocean of lost identity and cell reception. Humans find themselves just to lose it to technology or wanting to fit in. We live for such extremes that we forget about the simple pleasures. We forget that love is an emotion to be felt at the right time. Not a neglected dog waiting to be called upon when it is convenient for you. Hope is not food to rely on for your whole life, you got to take chances. Sorrow is not something that needs to be all consuming. Emotions are not something that need to eat you or something that you purge because you are allergic. We need both because we are human.
But, what does it mean to be human? Some are vain. Some are logical. Some are a mixture of both. But, if you die for vanity; or inversely, you die for logic… No one will remember you. It isnt radical view-points or personality traits that makes people beautiful to others, it is the way their mouth moves when saying something brilliant. The furrow of your brow when a rebuttal happens— But, of course we can find simplistic enjoyment in beauty of a physical nature or of a mental capacity. We just can’t keep leaning on one thing. The only way to grow is the challenge yourself.
Humans are like trees, while we are rooted to the ground: we can grow, and grow, and grow, until we reach our full potential. Or we can be uprooted and falter, either way, we have to be careful of the roots we intertwine with and who we hide with our shade.
I think everyone has issues. I am a firm believer in life and taking it as it comes at you… Some days are easier than others. Some days it feels as if you got beat-up and, now they want you to carry a 5000 pound boulder on your back. But, we all must understand that we will go on. Life keeps going for everyone— whether you are in for the fight or not. Everyone is fighting against something. Waging some war either of their own volition or not; they are fighting a fight that you will never see. The beauty of life is that we can get back up and try again. No matter how far we fall: we have the power and tenacity to get up. After three years… I can honestly say that I have seen cool heartless things… But, within those heartless things I have seen beauty. We all protect ourselves before we protect each other. No one would go to a knife fight unprepared; if they knew six hours ago that they could bring a gun. The thing that makes humans beautiful and terrible is their ability to get up. To keep going and have faith have tomorrow will be better. I think sometimes we all need a bit of humble pie to understand that…