New Year

Upon the greeting of the new year, another chapter of each of our lives, a new chance and new beginning, breathe. For although we seek to throw our past into the dust and run away from our mistakes, remember that it is by those mistakes that we know how to better ourselves.

Push to be a better man. A greater being. A happier life.

Leave in the past not yourself, but the perception that you cannot change yourself. The idea that fate is set in stone and cannot be washed away, cannot be altered, cannot be made new. For it is a lie.

Breathe for a moment during your celebrations and remember what you were, and whom you have become. Recall yourself burning inside and then rising from the ashes to walk anew. For by my word, your past is your life, your present is your ideal, and your future is changeable.

Have fun.

Dance

The Eternal Dancer moves within every living thing. Its dance pushes and pulls people into motion and into rest. The beat of the music it uses is unique and heard only by the ears who listen for it. It is the whisper in the breeze, the crash of the waves in the ocean, the silence of the night, and the noise of the day. It changes and alters itself to roll with the punches thrown by the hardships of life and the overwhelming power of death. It is a never ending  song to a never ending dance, for with every person who bows out gracefully from the Eternal Dance, another person is born to step into the empty place.

The Eternal Dancer will not wait for any man, but instead will dance freely and wait for those who wish to join it to do so. It waits for people to free themselves and to the waltz of nature and follow the lead of higher powers. Its name and face changes to accommodate all those who dance as though no one is watching. For only an open mind will hear its call.

The Dancer will tango one through love, sway with one through despair, waltz for comfort, and walk with one when the endless dance must play its final song. It will twirl one into the next life, where they can dance forever, with no need of something to guide them. Or to teach them how to dance, for they already know the steps and the beat, they must simply find the will and the want to begin again.

Why not dance through life? We only have one and there is no better time to learn. No better time to make mistakes and be reprimanded for dancing off beat, so that one will not misstep again. Now is the time to learn to be free and enjoy the body one is gifted with, no matter the stature, for each holds a part of the Eternal Dancer, which is calling out to be set free and allowed to dance with the one who knows it best.

Carpe Diem.

Individually Conformed

With every face I pass and every lost expression and dead eyes I find myself staring into as I make my own way through my life, I begin to wonder how so many of us (normal, everyday, conspirators for individuality) have become, in our own, conformed to the world and standards around us. How we have fallen from grace and simply live it up as we wait to hit the inevitable ground. How our pedestals seem weak and frail while standing close to one another, for we have conformed to one another.

After all, how can anyone truly stand out if everyone is unique?

Time

Time is a force of nature and life that will wait for no man. It will blow past you like the spring breeze and never look back. Time is a trickster.When watching time, it moves as slowly as possible, when wanting more, it's gone before you know it.

This is what confuses me: When we are younger, we, as humans, cannot wait until we grow up, yet when we are old, we want time to reverse so that we may be young again. We brush time away as though it is nothing on the days we have free, yet when we are busy, time is of the essence.

We're an odd race.

Domination

Yep. Takin' over the world.

It all begins....

NOW!!

Marriage

Marriage is the joining of two families. Love, the joining of two hearts. Faith, the joining of belief and hope.

Where love is, marriage will follow. For a marriage to work, each person must believe and have hope in the other.

It's all relative.

Silence

Sometimes absence is the loudest silence, and silence, the greatest speech.

Unknown

I find that the more I try to desperately grasp at the things I can't comprehend, the more I don't understand it. As though trying to make sense of the unknown is like trying to catch smoke, and the harder I try, the tighter I grasp, the more that it slips through my fingers.

Even as a child I held some coherency toward the subject, for I was never afraid of the dark, but what was in it. For I did not understand what lay hidden in the shadows that the moon and stars could not lend light to. Sounds at night unnerved me and set me on edge for I could not find reason for sounds to be heard during silent nights. My mind could not keep up with the reasoning that the noise could have easily been explained; a deer walking by, an owl taking flight, a car parking, a book falling, nothing registered to my mind. For it's only focus was that of the unknown, and the monsters it resembled.

Now I know the unknown is not something to fear, but cherish. To revel in what is not known is a wondrous pass time and allows creativity to flow to answer such simple questions.

But it still sets me on edge.

Genius

People always seem to have differing opinions about 'genius'. Some say it is a blessing to be taken advantage of. Others say that it's a curse, they say that with genius, comes madness. The works of the masters so often are accompanied by the snapping of the mental fastenings that hold the mind of the creator to sanity.


I disagree.


I believe that the true genius is not insane, he merely sees the world in a different light, unbound by the limits and constraints of other people. As though the true genius does not so much know more than anyone else, but instead is able to see the greater picture as well as pick up on the small details that hold and dictate 'average' people.


I believe that everyone has the potential to become a genius. One must simply open their mind to the possibility. Let go of what holds you back. And strive forward into the unknown with the intention of making it as understandable and enjoyable as possible.

First Glance

At first glance, one may see just another blog at work. One of millions upon millions. One that is no different than any other blog out there.

And it's true.

But that's not the truth I see, or intend to see. I see a place to put down my innermost thoughts. A place to let go of what I'm holding in, and simply allow everything to flow. To be recorded and put away for another time.

So, yes, this is just another blog.
Deal with it. ;)