i'm a cool kid somedays. for the most part,
i just want to chill and behave.
i will feel 18 forever.
then, i believed the breaking bonds between finding who you were trying to be sometime in your life,
came easily like gun fights on the street corners of conservative towns.
i was rare of finding such relevance. but here i am now.
i said. goddammit. here i am now.
i find the relevance in strange fiction.
fantasy and proliferate understanding.
inherently, i can never begin to tunnel those thoughts toward everyone.
i'll just being to fold them continuously.
so then,
snapping some sense into;
even trying to understand me,
will fold out to everyones expedition someday.
and leave space out there.
so they can someday encounter my purpose-unlike any others.
so people. who think of car crashes that welcome the mid-drift of maturity.
purely, be aware. appreciate. and forth most, respect.
exist to become relevant.
don't look for it.
it'll only make occasional stops, sweetheart.
alot has to do with growing up too fast.
but in retrospec, my life could have been dealt so much easier.
projecting that it was because of what was happening.
that was immature of me to believe in temporary forgiveness,
and forever challenging homeful hearts.
then. my attributes caught up with one another.
the world undergoes some change throughout it's life.
seasons.
random weather.
disasters. in specific oceans.
why can't we be the world too.
we have moods. we react different.
random helpings of here and there kind of advice.
disasters in all shorts of shapes and sizes.
it's specific to the fact that we differ in shapes and sizes.
referring to our sensitivity and influences slash personality.
in terms of understand, i am saying.
the parts of us that we go through may determine how else we can challenge our being..
question our parts. our peers.
do whatever shit you need to do to fly.
but don't land until you know where you are landing.
be aware.
well,
at least.
at the most.
become confident. not confined in questioning the ability to .
get through this.
at the most.
become confident. confined in understanding and respecting.
oh
and appreciating sadness.
don't think we all grow up too fast. because the speeds we set our treadmill to,
is .souly. based on how inclined our emotions are.
what shoes our behavior feels like wearing today.
how the weather likes to present mad silence asking for some innocence. he means no harm but to give you what you may need to discover.
there you go.
discover, baby.
discover it, baby.
turn the,
disc over.
and let the b-sides roll the film that questions so much more.
for those who may question, did i grow up too fast? am i growing up too fast?
be aware of your social environment, are you just comparing yourself to a lot of your current friends. or have you forgotten our timeless manner.
good for you. and keep on truckin'
don't question the am i? but the how can i..how can i do more.
remember to forget. before you forget to remember.
you have to break the rules before you can break them.
you just happen to make the rules before knowing it.
very knowledgeable of it's intellect.
as well as, very short in your biological second hand.
you take time seriously.
so don't waste it.
keep it up.
it's as simple as saying.
the fall of stacking boxes isn't failure at it's best.
you just made a damper mechanism for those "fallen."
and new art.
new art. hm.
let's think about it.
i'm always clock-in.
just be willing to exerciseyourperspective.
truth is.
we're never ready.
just hug the road.
we're very steady.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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i appreciate this. interesting to see your view, your response-- it altered my perspective.
-sorry for my hella late response again. i suck at life.
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