Purpose of life
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My heart is not broken. It still beats normally. It is my mind that is a mess. A nest of “if, then, why, what” thoughts. Questions that never stop. Why did you leave? If only I did this, rather than that! How can I restore that which was lost? Can what is lost be salvaged?…
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Tonight, my head is filled with images from my past. I see my young self, tanned so dark that other kids asked if I was Indian. I had thick, curly hair. I wore black-rimmed glasses with one arm taped on with masking tape. The tape was a light cream color. I used a marker and…
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Every week has the same number of days. These days have the same names and occur in the same sequence. These days are equally long. People pack the same activities into these days. They all go to work at the same time and take lunch at the same time. They go home at the same…
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Life! Just do it. Make stuff. Break stuff. Move, think, create, destroy. Experience pain and joy. Waste as little of it as possible. Our time is limited, don’t let others make it more so. I don’t believe religion’s lie, eventually everything alive will die,with not a clue what’s on the other side,this I believe to…
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What is love? Who knows? It’s different things to different people. But boy is it grand! Give some, get some! Love is blind, love is kindanything more puts you in a bind.When you look for it, you will not find it!Love starts with you; love yourself,if you can’t, love won’t survive.When you ignore it, you…
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What makes us feel accomplished? What makes us feel that we are worth a damn? Society and the media seem to correlate a person’s value to the quality and quantity of their stuff. From experience I know this is not true. There are many idiots that earn big money and live the high life, and…
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What can I say? Live well on your terms. I felt trapped in endless daysmudanely moving from play to play;eat, sleep, work, repeat;shit, the sameness of my days left me beat.I drowned my sorrow with drugs and boozeusing hopeless futility as an excuse.But this only made me lose;job, family, friends and favor.Then I did a…
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I saw something on YouTube that resonated with me. Nobody likes being wrong. Everyone hates making mistakes. This is often programmed into us by parents, school, friends and peers. Mistakes are highlighted, talked, laughed and cried about. Avoiding mistakes can lead to inaction. When you do nothing you cannot fail right? Wrong! Doing nothing is…
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Sometimes the past will not stay where it belongs. Often we find our thoughts return to past events or experiences, and it disturbs and disrupts our calm. Maybe this means that there is something to be learned from these haunting memories. If only we can separate these recollections from the accompanying emotions, enabling us to…
Tales from my head 