Thought33
Its not what you see it's how you see it.
What appears to be a master piece to one person, could be garbage to another.
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Thought33
Its not what you see it's how you see it.
What appears to be a master piece to one person, could be garbage to another.
Thought32
Live your life as if time was non-existent.Â
Thought31
Some people are like wine stains, hard to eliminate .
Thought30
My biggest wish is to understand every one and every thing.
I believe it is the most pure, authentic feeling that one could experience within.
I also, would like to believe, that I am slowly achieving this.
Thought29
People take offence because they care.
Too much.
She
She likes to think she is sure of herself at all times. No doubt has ever entered her mind. She chooses her words carefully and doesn't second guess. She avoids certain subjects simply because she can. She knows what she wants at any given time and she does not hesitate to make things clear. She knows she can be in control whenever she desires to be. And she is desired by every man whose live she enters. Her personality stings like a ray of sun in Miami heat. It stabs you deep and brings you pleasure. She caters to you not because she wants you to form a specific image of herself, but because she wants you to feel open with her. She wants you to trust her. She holds no judgement whatsoever. She is pure. She does not displease you. She's happy when you're happy, and when you're sad she'll change that. She is that sprint of blessing, that roams your life while she's in it. She is the reason you forget about your worries. She is sarcastic. She is on point. She knows what to say, when to say it and how to say it. She is undeniably attractive. Her soul, her face, her heart, her laugh. She lets you be you without questioning your actions, words or thoughts. She is not coward, yet she can be a pain. The type of pain that you strangely enjoy. She does things on purpose, and this purpose always has a story. A story that not always can be told. And that intrigues you. She intrigues you. So you stay. You stay to hopefully one day hear it. Knowing that you cannot bend her against her motives, you stay. There is no one like her. So you hold on to this little bliss of hope, that you wouldn't lose her attention without holding onto it first. She is unique. She makes you do things that you think are outrageous. She makes you crazy. And you like that. Her spell is powerful and you cannot comprehend why. The way she carries herself captures your mind. It stops you from thinking straight. It makes you question things and people. It makes you nervous and sceptical. It intimidates you. Her charisma draws your affection closer and closer to her, and just when you think you have her, she disappears. Like a light autumn breeze, she sways everything around you and vanishes. Leaving you astonished and still intrigued. Charmed by her extraordinary appeal. Her character. Her silhouette. Her self. Â
Thought27
A unique individual makes a life creative. When was the last time you saw someone do a mediocre thing and was amused by it? Now, when was the last time you saw one person do something outrageous and it stuck in your memory?
Don't be a sheep.
Thought26: Life is ironic
When I was little people used to teach me to be generous and always think of others, however, when I grew up people began to tell me to think of myself first and how my actions will benefit me in the future.
Thought 25.
Time is limitless. It is never too late and it is never too early. So if you don't like one route or destination, change it. Remember, that time is non existent. It is your crazy, wonderful mind, that makes decisions upon segments of life. It is inside you. You choose, you decide.
Thought24
And remember not everywhere your mind wonders is a good place. Curiosity did kill the cat.
Thought23
Don't obsess over your thoughts.
Thought22
 I don't get why every time I try to be as genuine as possible by providing my what I thought was helpful input, people get cold. It's like they didn't get what they wanted to hear in response. Well, would you rather be surrounded by artificial words with no deeper meaning your whole life? Thus leading you no where real. Or would you rather grow a pair just to get punched in it, feel the pain for a seemingly long time and then be okay with the knowledge and awareness in your pocket? That way you will be cautious thus preventing future painful circumstances. I really don't understand why people get so hung up and stubborn even though they know that's not going to lead them anywhere good. And it's not like they're stupid and they don't know that hearing the bitter truth will make them stronger in the long run. They KNOW exactly how beneficial it will be for them, they just choose not to accept it. Why why why?!
Thought21
And remember not everywhere your mind wonders is a good place. Curiosity did kill the cat.
Thought20
Have you ever wondered why people exclaim the words âoh my Godâ when something sudden happens? Read those three words. Now, which one of them triggers your attention the most? In most cases, I would believe the word would be âGod.â What is God? This higher power, that is supposedly in control of our destiny. Our hope. Our help. Our counsellor. Our dream maker. Our problem solver. Our planner. Our care taker. We come to him when we are lost to ask for the right path to take. We come to him when we are found to give him gratitude. We believe in him more than we believe in ourselves. And perhaps that is our problem. As humans, we tend to search for help before we try it on our own, because we like to cut time in half, we like to cut corners. Thus we visualize this eternal aptitude that we think has no limits, in order to get our selves out of an unpleasant situation. We put all of our emotions into words that form prayers that we send out to God in hopes of him giving us a sign of some sort that would somehow lead us in the right direction. Each one of us has a different request upon which each one of us asks for a different elucidation. Some drift towards one subject more than the others. Yet all of us make it a routine to pray when we feel the need to. Different people, different outlooks. Dealing with different predicaments, asking for different things. Getting different navigations from the same source. After evoking all these thoughts in your head, lets get back to the original question. What word out of the three triggers your attention? Is it still âGodâ or is it now âmyâ?
Thought19
Do you ever get the urge to explain what you're feeling but you just can't seem to put it into words? None of them seem to be the right ones. It's as if they don't exist. And it eats you inside, because the longing is so strong. Â
Do you ever want to define your perception? Have you, in your life time, had the desire to dissect your conciousness into tiny pieces until they're simple enough for everyone to attain?
I have.
Thought18
 It's astonishing how one certain word can evoke so many emotions in a person.
I never really gave the thought much time, because I never had the need to. Even now I don't but I chose to.
I find it fascinating how language connects with feelings. Two completely different dimensional things, yet they have such strong bond. You say and then you feel. When you read this you might not give it much attention, but when you think about it, and I mean, really think about it, it triggers you. Where is the connection between words and sensations? Where do we draw the line?
Thought17
Don't let fear motivate you. Don't let it into your decision making.