True story

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@parttwoofnothing
True story
France
When you’re not capable or willing to let go of that what you and others think, define you, you will never fully experience a sense of self. Most of us believe that a certain skill or aspect of their lives, whether it be their job, a hobby, a dozen throphies or a physical feature, is the measurement to which we compare our selfbeing. Not only is this tremendously shallow, it is by nature false. Your value in this world is as big as it is small and it is by no means represented through any of the above. If letting go of your expensive car, succesful job or crazy hot girlfriend makes you feel less about yourself, it does not mean that these things gave you your worth. It only means that you have not yet found who you are and what the essence of your character is. To desperately cling onto the things in your life in order to maintain some sort of feeling of excistence, is an empty way of living. Grow to become larger than any ‘thing’ and aspire to see both the value and wortlessness in the very same thing. Because what this doesn’t mean is that you should not try and set new goals. I actually mean the opposite. Buy that expensive car, enjoy fame, grow a physique, show off with your sexy ass girlfriend and then, drop it. All. Lose the car. Donate the money. Live in a flat. Eat chicken instead of steak. Wear a t shirt, not a suit. And see if it changes you. If it does, then all of these trivialities have defined you. BUT YOU ARE NOT THE THINGS YOU OWN OR THAT WHAT PEOPLE SEE. Reckon this, if none of us ever saw a Van Gogh painting, would he not have been a painter? *Be cautious not to blow your mind on that one*
Trying to bulk up to 95KG is a pain but I'm getting closer and closer. Hanging around 88.5 at this point.
She won't always be
Her character
what she says
how she sounds
what she does
determine how pretty you think she is.
Take that away and
it won't be for long that
one day
you look at her pictures and wonder
what it was
that you saw in her in the first place.
An old familiar feeling
As to how and why I am where I am right now, I don’t really know. I thought by now I would’ve figured it out. But it just keeps changing. Everything and everyone.
The only difference with when I was younger is that I thought everyone else had figured it out. Now I know no one has. We’re all just making up moves as we go. We all get dragged in the current that is Life and we try to avoid the rocks and the branches that are laid out in the water. But none of us is strong enough to slow down the current and stop. And think, before we decide. So we peddle our way around the obstacles, crashing forward with the speed of life, hopefully someday, ending up in still waters. Looking up the stream and be grateful that on the way down, we just so happened to have peddled in the right direction.
Op een rustige zee vaar je beter
Vandaag
She
I fucking miss you I really fucking miss you And in some way I feel you miss me too
And I know you will continue living your boring little life And you will hardly think back Back to when I told you I liked you I really fucking liked you And then you fucked up
But I can’t stop Missing you
What you know, is nothing compared to what you don't know
Still two of my favorites.
Legacy of tumblr
When you are on Tumblr for so long, it’s just great to scroll down almost endlessly and find all these different stages of your life.
Please don’t ever go offline.
Germany
Seeing Don Henley and his band, talking about the Eagles and guys like Jackson Browne on the way back, really enhances the desire to start a band again. But I get put off by the thought of 'our' musicians. I've always felt there was more to music than I experienced within my own bands. There was never that level of authenticity or inspiration to many of the Dutch musicians. I remember I could never wrap my head around the fact that though some people I've worked with were 'top of the scene', as in terms of them playing with the more well known dutch artists, it was always about something else than the music. Because the Netherlands are such a small country it seems that it's inhabitants came up with a way of convincing one another that they matter through attitude. We are the small annoying self loathing kid, who puts up a big mouth in order to be heard. Mainly to eachother since anyway who dó matter doesn't give a shit. That's a bit how I felt most of the times. It was always about the earnings. The money. The amount of radio and tv someone else did compared to you. And all I could think of was "I just want to play". It wouldn't have been so bad if they were actually thát good, but they weren't. And that's what gets to me when going to great concerts, or watching documentary's on great bands. Most of them produced their best work when just playing. Not giving a shit. Having a good time and wanting to make music. Not this, - I rehearsed 30 minutes longer than agreed to so here's what you owe me - shit.
Lonelilly
Listen to the world, not it's people
Something about hearing the wind and the rain outside my bedroom window makes me feel humble and yet tells me I could be whoever I want to be in life.
Part 2
This is me