To write something, you need to believe in it, otherwise there is no point writing empty words you, nor anyone else will feel. To write something you need to understand it, or the words will jumble into a large knot, and the more you keep typing the words you don't believe in, or understand, the tighter that knot will get, alot like the knot your headphones tangle into after being in your pocket too long.. Taking forever and a day to unknot, but refusing to give up, denying the headphones the right to win, as the pleasure of music takes to our lives...
Writing a story, i usually begin with the same old phrase, that has lasted through history, never getting old.. 'Once upon a time', but with blogs, your thoughts, it's not so easy, emotions, thoughts, fairytales.. This is where i stop... A wise man once told me to allow yourself to stay in floating water, you must not allow others to sink you, by writing about emotions, thoughts, life, just words, just words.. Not being of any true meaning, words are used in everyday life, only in context are they classed as true brilliance, like men such as shakespeare... such power, such.. such brilliance, such talent... This is where i stop....
Stopping never realy solves anything, as you must start again at one time or another.. In the near future.. or distant, it never matters, i sit here now, laughing at what rubbish im throwing out of my mind, not allowing any structure to flow, as all my thoughts are blowing, exploding with ideas, riddles, quotes so much, but with so little characters left... No blog can share true feelings and emotions that are inside your mind... Tiny, or large... as none of us are truely aware of our emotions, not realy... Some can't get to grips with it.. Like loosing a loved one, on the outside you're hurting, as well as the inside, but deep inside, how do you feel only when you question do you understand.. This is where i stop...
I can't stick to the same story.. I need to be free, free in choice of words, free in actions, free in mind, i sit there in english, listening to miss dictate someones piece of work, then praise another, i question...!? How can someones words, be words of power.. Then someone elses words not of any importance or matter at all, we all use the same words.. "Its how you use the words that make the work reat".. We all use the same words... In the same context.. In the same structure of sentences... So how can one.. of so little power, teaching young minds of a man like shakespeare.. Dictate someones work... Someones words.. Which the great man has used before us... Is it her line to judge.. Judgement day.. Who's to say when it comes or not..!? People of depression running around telling us when the world finishes, and who's to say sinners won't go to heaven or hell.. Damning those to a life of enslavement.. If thats our god.. i want nothign to do with it.. Like the great Lesley from Bridge To Terabithia said... Our god does not go damning people to hell, he is too busy running all of this! So who's to say what goes and what doesn't? This is where i stop...
It matters not where i stop...Screaming.. Throughout time.. Pushing words of power.. I could stop now.. It wouldn't matter, as what has been said has been said, actions do not speak louder than words.. as you cannot hear actions... Why does this matter...!? Reading this thinking is this girl barking.. Maybe.. Who's to tell.. Doctors can't judge over someones mind.. Neither can us.. We know nothing.. In this large world... Nobody knows a thing.. We could be right.. We could be wrong.. How do we know!? A scientist told us!? The government told us!? Our paents told us... It's no big deal... Living in the now, not speeding through time, jumbling on about nothing like me.. Writing a blog doesn't have to be about emotions, or thoughts, or anything, any importance.. It's a way of showing the world.. Or even yourself, that you're all there.. When realy.. Are we?!
A great man once said each morning when i open my eyes i say to myself... I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose what i shall be, yesterday is dead tommorrow hasn't arrived upon dawn i just have one day today, and i'm going to be happy in it.. Inspirational quote....? Perhaps..? Its not about making the quote sound intelligent or meaningful, its how it makes you sound to yourself... Its how the quote effects you, whetehr its a music lyric.. Or even a catchphrase like "Bring on the waaaaall!" it truely doesn't matter, nobody can tell you what and how words effect you.. I would usually end saying and they all lived hapily ever after.. But thats somebodys choice how they wish to end.. They could end on a high note.. A reflection.. Or a sad note.. Their minds are there own... Mad, sain, who cares? Aslong as you play the game...
Writing a story, i usually begin with the same old phrase, that has lasted through history, never getting old.. 'Once upon a time', but with blogs, your thoughts, it's not so easy, emotions, thoughts, fairytales.. This is where i stop... A wise man once told me to allow yourself to stay in floating water, you must not allow others to sink you, by writing about emotions, thoughts, life, just words, just words.. Not being of any true meaning, words are used in everyday life, only in context are they classed as true brilliance, like men such as shakespeare... such power, such.. such brilliance, such talent... This is where i stop....
Stopping never realy solves anything, as you must start again at one time or another.. In the near future.. or distant, it never matters, i sit here now, laughing at what rubbish im throwing out of my mind, not allowing any structure to flow, as all my thoughts are blowing, exploding with ideas, riddles, quotes so much, but with so little characters left... No blog can share true feelings and emotions that are inside your mind... Tiny, or large... as none of us are truely aware of our emotions, not realy... Some can't get to grips with it.. Like loosing a loved one, on the outside you're hurting, as well as the inside, but deep inside, how do you feel only when you question do you understand.. This is where i stop...
I can't stick to the same story.. I need to be free, free in choice of words, free in actions, free in mind, i sit there in english, listening to miss dictate someones piece of work, then praise another, i question...!? How can someones words, be words of power.. Then someone elses words not of any importance or matter at all, we all use the same words.. "Its how you use the words that make the work reat".. We all use the same words... In the same context.. In the same structure of sentences... So how can one.. of so little power, teaching young minds of a man like shakespeare.. Dictate someones work... Someones words.. Which the great man has used before us... Is it her line to judge.. Judgement day.. Who's to say when it comes or not..!? People of depression running around telling us when the world finishes, and who's to say sinners won't go to heaven or hell.. Damning those to a life of enslavement.. If thats our god.. i want nothign to do with it.. Like the great Lesley from Bridge To Terabithia said... Our god does not go damning people to hell, he is too busy running all of this! So who's to say what goes and what doesn't? This is where i stop...
It matters not where i stop...Screaming.. Throughout time.. Pushing words of power.. I could stop now.. It wouldn't matter, as what has been said has been said, actions do not speak louder than words.. as you cannot hear actions... Why does this matter...!? Reading this thinking is this girl barking.. Maybe.. Who's to tell.. Doctors can't judge over someones mind.. Neither can us.. We know nothing.. In this large world... Nobody knows a thing.. We could be right.. We could be wrong.. How do we know!? A scientist told us!? The government told us!? Our paents told us... It's no big deal... Living in the now, not speeding through time, jumbling on about nothing like me.. Writing a blog doesn't have to be about emotions, or thoughts, or anything, any importance.. It's a way of showing the world.. Or even yourself, that you're all there.. When realy.. Are we?!
A great man once said each morning when i open my eyes i say to myself... I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose what i shall be, yesterday is dead tommorrow hasn't arrived upon dawn i just have one day today, and i'm going to be happy in it.. Inspirational quote....? Perhaps..? Its not about making the quote sound intelligent or meaningful, its how it makes you sound to yourself... Its how the quote effects you, whetehr its a music lyric.. Or even a catchphrase like "Bring on the waaaaall!" it truely doesn't matter, nobody can tell you what and how words effect you.. I would usually end saying and they all lived hapily ever after.. But thats somebodys choice how they wish to end.. They could end on a high note.. A reflection.. Or a sad note.. Their minds are there own... Mad, sain, who cares? Aslong as you play the game...
