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May the world burn and boil. That is what all my friends say. That this world will come crashing down and shatter like all those dreams it crushed in it's wake. I once heard a passer by talk about all the progress that people have made. We've develop many miracles in medicine, when we don't use the time we do have. We have invented new ways to communicate, when we don't even really talk to each other. I have a friend I just I've never meet in Mississippi and yet I don't even know my neighbors name. People say that this world is a great place and worth fighting for. I agree with the second, not with the first.
By now you reading this start to think about the mind set of the wrighter, know that I am if sound mind and heart. I struggle on wards from day to day, but the struggle is what life is. To give up or be content with where is no better then death. What is this thing called death? People are so fearful of it. It drives people more then I believe even they know. Some become obsessed with this "death" and others laugh at them for this obsesstion. I see no difference between the teenage who dresses in all black pondering death and the old man in the lab coat thinking about a big bang. If you really think about it, the kid is more upbeat cause he is looking towards the future.
These words are cold and my heart can't breath life into them. Hopefully yours can. What is a wish, but a desire to change ones situation to that of a better one. I believe in the rules of equal trade. If you want something, something of equally value must be given up. So what am I bringing to the table. My self and all that I have. The trade was easier before cause happiness was bought for other and there was always left over for me. Now I seem to want something’s for myself, and now myself and my efforts are not nearly enough. I need my friends to be friends. I need to confront my little misgivings and misleadings. I need my friends to do like wise. This last semester people have fallen into the darkness. I can't pull them out alone. I need your help. But a simple reply will not do it. I need you to place aside your fears, your hate, and you distrust. Yes we are most likely all going to get hurt in this adventure, but the prize is most precious. It is not just our friends in the dark but us also. I've seen more mistrust and scheming in the group then I've seen anywhere in a long time. I need you.... we all need you.... and I think you need us also...
By now you reading this start to think about the mind set of the wrighter, know that I am if sound mind and heart. I struggle on wards from day to day, but the struggle is what life is. To give up or be content with where is no better then death. What is this thing called death? People are so fearful of it. It drives people more then I believe even they know. Some become obsessed with this "death" and others laugh at them for this obsesstion. I see no difference between the teenage who dresses in all black pondering death and the old man in the lab coat thinking about a big bang. If you really think about it, the kid is more upbeat cause he is looking towards the future.
These words are cold and my heart can't breath life into them. Hopefully yours can. What is a wish, but a desire to change ones situation to that of a better one. I believe in the rules of equal trade. If you want something, something of equally value must be given up. So what am I bringing to the table. My self and all that I have. The trade was easier before cause happiness was bought for other and there was always left over for me. Now I seem to want something’s for myself, and now myself and my efforts are not nearly enough. I need my friends to be friends. I need to confront my little misgivings and misleadings. I need my friends to do like wise. This last semester people have fallen into the darkness. I can't pull them out alone. I need your help. But a simple reply will not do it. I need you to place aside your fears, your hate, and you distrust. Yes we are most likely all going to get hurt in this adventure, but the prize is most precious. It is not just our friends in the dark but us also. I've seen more mistrust and scheming in the group then I've seen anywhere in a long time. I need you.... we all need you.... and I think you need us also...
posted by Judge of the Whetten's at 10:20 PM
3 Comments:
Death? In the words of Gandalf, "No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path...One that we all must take." There's nothing to be afraid of, if we are prepared.
Synergy. My Dad loves this word. It means getting out more than what you put in. Not everything has to be an equal trade. Corporate businesses thrive on that principle... =P.
I think I need help sometimes, do you have any personal advice for me?
Ok, first, it's just like you Vasu to go quoting LOR, but the fact that you used the word my dad used for the name of his business was just freaky!!
For Judge, I'll do what I can just let me know what it is. :D
death is interesting enough.. but i am working on this adventure of life for now. I thought about death a long time ago I dont need to anymore. (isnt the church handy woth the view we have of it)
Friends are very important we should all be there for eachother and i love the fact that technology makes it possible for people with an ocean seperating to stay in touch with eachother. NZ is far away you now ohh and hawaii to Just kidding.
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