2011

ok, so I have come to realize that life is what you make it. Although that is really cliche and boring and completely unoriginal. it is true.& most do not realize it until they have hit ground bottom and have to figure out where the fuck to go from there. I pride myself on my optimistic views on life, which, in retrospect, can be pretty jaded. Not everything is what it should be or what it appears. The human mind holds onto memories in times of complete loss whether that loss is internal or external. The mind does that in order to provide a quiet, subconcious reminder of more blissful periods of life. But many times, people can just be griots, a people where memories are just stored. I do not want to live on memories. It is like running on limited fuel, shits gonna run out eventually. I want explore the world and progressively experience what life has to offer in order to some day contribute to life and give others something to look forward to. I have come to realize that dumb things like premature relationships or lustful moments of greed are insignificant. Life is so much more. If an animal in the wild on NatGeo lives a peaceful, eventful life on the golden plains of Africa knowing that at any moment a predator can rip them from all that they have ever known and still run around with no fear, then so can I. I fear no predator & I will fully enjoy the my sun filled days on those golden plains.