It is not about the number of moments we have lived, but rather the number of moments during which we have truly felt alive. Theses are moments you work your ass off for a vision you believe in; a cause you will fight for; a passion you want to chase.These are times you heed the voice in your head, the vision in your heart and keep your nose to the grindstone.
#PREACHIT
11.6.16
The presence
Tucked away in the city most of our days, it's easy to lose our sense of wonder in the creations of our lord.
Yes sure we, too, are his creations. But these, we take for granted. The human being next door is but another competitor for the limited resources of the land. For wealth. For the materials the world offers. When you see a fellow being, you do not see a wonderful creation - an intelligent, eloquent, growing product of creation, complete with a beating heart. All you see are what he/she wears, what he or she "brings to the table", whether he or she makes you feel good about yourself. Nothing bad about that. But yes we lose our sense of marvel. That's what I'm saying. What we marvel at, day in and out, are man-made shit.
I am guilty of that too. Art, clothes, cars (gawd), ads (lol), homes, bags.....Blah blah blah.
What if we connected ourselves with the very basic creations once again, daily? Perhaps your neighbour's huge home wouldn't look so great and mighty anymore - the ocean is greater and mightier. Your coveted dyson fan would be nothing compared to the winds blowing in my face now (I'm by the beach now!)
I guess I am just afraid. I am slowly but surely walking down the path of consumerism. But deep in me, I know, I know, that there are greater things out there.
Yes I am a living contridiction. It's sad.
NTS: this thought came from wondering why hillsong's songs are all about oceans. (Oceans - No other name; Gracious Tempest; broken vessel) perhaps because the oceans are a great representation of him above. Calm...or full of wrath (lol sometimes)..mighty.
Love,
A twenty-five year old who's still looking for answers
14.4.16
Should I be like fuck you and all?
Somedays I feel crappy.
I feel crappy because of things people say to me. And i don't want to voice them out - because dealing with them in your head is the adult thing to do.
Next time, i shall resolve to stand up for myself and say some form of fuck you back.
In a nice way :)
Yay me.
I feel crappy because of things people say to me. And i don't want to voice them out - because dealing with them in your head is the adult thing to do.
Next time, i shall resolve to stand up for myself and say some form of fuck you back.
In a nice way :)
Yay me.
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