Thoughts From My Red Notebook

Jun 17 2012

July 17, 2011.

There are only two emotions: love and fear.

2 notes

Jun 15 2012

July 15, 2012.

Life is grey; while such color suggests a gloom and bleak World, there is no denying that we live life in the “grey.” It’s uncomfortable, an itching feeling in the stomach to discover definitive answers. But life is not absolute, and if it were, the way to which we find ourselves and trot along our individual paths would not be a journey at all.

It’s a hackneyed expression, that life is a journey.  But clichés are clichés for a reason, because they represent a form of truth. We do not live in a black and white world. Hence, the anxiety we experience is inconsequential, useless even. Nobody is one color, no object is an exact composition of wavelength, and this is an entity which we must accept.

Inhale the grey, and exhale the uncertainty.

1 note

Jun 13 2012

June 13, 2012.

It is the easy option, running back to whatever broke you. You seek comfort, but that is an impossible obstacle to overcome. It won’t work. It’s imperative to listen: it won’t work.

The heart is quite resilient, at least in its form and function. But you tear apart the metaphorical purpose and chip away at its symbolism, and you are left with a million puzzle pieces scattered on the ground.

But it’s the easy option, going back. Contention between the mind and body is a trench-warfare, deadlocked battle.  It is the quick fix. That’s the thing, though, life’s conflicts cannot be resolved by such an apparent, alluring option.

Life is supposed to be hard. We must lead our own personal brigades and realize that the quick fix is solely a bandaid waiting to fall off a festering wound.

+

June 13, 2012.

Dreams are phantom limbs. You wake up, expecting such nonexistent conditions to subsist, but are instead met with disappointment. But what if this life is all a dream, and your dreams are reality?

Ponder.

+

June 13, 2012.

Funny, how words work: less is more. Don’t speak to hear yourself talk, speak to be heard.

1 note

+

June 13, 2012.

The sun bleeds optimism. With each ray of 95-degree radiation, hope is denoted. Such a natural entity over which we cannot and do not dominate. The sun looms, and we are its disciples.

+

June 13, 2012.

Respect is transcribed in your character. While different aspects and circumstances factor into your actions, your choices are self perscribed.

Character is both an internal and external feature. As paradoxical as it authentically is, ones thoughts and actions can easily collide.

Although it is not physically possible, let your inner and outer self mirror one another. For like the body works together to stay alive, the different components of your characters must stay living and breathing.

Losing your morals can be easily manifested. Apply some pressure, consider more desirable options, and you are corrupt. Success may be subjective, but it is in your control.

1 note

Jun 12 2012

June 12, 2012.

Complicated is a complicated word. A math problem can be “complicated,” but 99-percent of the time, there is an answer. Complicated insinuates a graveled path with hidden traps and camouflaged roots that  lead to an end.

They say that life is complicated, but I’m really not sure how much truth this statement holds. Sure I have, over the years, obtained ackknowledgement that we all face burdens, but when you pull apart each aspect of life, it becomes that much more simple.

We are raised to literallly learn to walk step-by-step, a process in which we put one foot in front of the other. Progress is subjective, yet we oftentimes measure it in terms of taking leaps instead of steps.

Progress is progress. Without deception, a step forward is a step forward, simple as that.

1 note

+

June 12, 2012.

It’s a common ice-breaker question, “If you could have any superpower, what would it be?” Fifteen years ago, my answer would have been simple, predictable even: I wanted to be able to fly. If I responded with that today, however, I would consider myself weak, a wimp even. Maybe I’m being hard on myself, but flying is too easy, an obvious escape. We have all seen pain: homeless people shamelessly occupying street corners and bald children whose bodies are failing them. It’s tragic, heartbreaking.

If I could choose any superpower today, I would instill a strong sense of empathy in each and every person. Empathy connotes understanding, and with understanding the world would be a much better place.

But I can’t make everyone empathetic, and I don’t have any superpower to assist the feeble. Pain is oftentimes invisible, and even the wealthy encounter hardships that crash and burn the world that they once knew and relied upon.

Many people strive to be better, or at least think about the possibility of advancing their character to metamorphous the negative aspects of the world in which they inhabit.

You can’t end hunger in Africa, you can’t rebuild every house in New Orleans, and you sure as hell can’t end the world’s suffering. But you can be empathetic, you can attempt to understand others’ pain. Strive to be better today. Your superpower lies within.

Jun 11 2012

June 11, 2012.

The sky speaks to her, a public service announcement that hits truer to home than ever: “Ladies and gentlemen, due to recent budget cuts, the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off. Please proceed with caution.”

A lackadaisical realization, she knows that bravery must grow in her eyes.  

Page 1 of 3