Writings From Another Mind

My writings only. Whatever comes to mind.

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P.s.

Can wait to officially delete some people out of my life so I can legit move on.

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Rant

There is nothing more annoying to me in this moment, than someone who tries to argue with you about something they have practically no real grip on. Essentially talking out their ass, like an ignorant asshole. To top it off, to talk to me about something I went to school for and they have had maybe 1 to 2 experiences with it in their entire life. When I have tangible evidence to display while everything they are saying is purely opinion based, it carries no weight and just leaves me fuming over the stupidity. Fuck it, must rise above as usual. You can't force a person to listen when they've already made up their mind.

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Something

Can't fucking sleep. But I got two loves, Where my love runs deep. These doves Snuggled under the covers. We have so many plans, So many endeavors. I'll take them in my hands. Hold tight, Never let go. They are my might, My love for them, Will always grow.

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Fuck you and uh... Fuckin fuck. I got, two yous, And uh, million bucks To figure out, who you Really are, but... The truth is tht tht Money won't go, Really far. Cus I got your faces, Picked out the line. And baby, your ticket Is a one way trip to the prison line.

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What does owning your own shit mean to you?

Pride Courage Honesty Strength Humility Facing yourself Willingness to fail Stop blaming others No pointing fingers Admittance Show up

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Once again...

I thought, this time around, I chose some really excellent friends. That, for the first time in forever, these were friends I could see lasting me a lifetime. I still believe, that perhaps a few will be there throughout the majority of my time left here, however, not at the intensity and frequency that I once thought. Being that all my closest friendships and my relationship, all flourished from within my jobs walls, it is there that they are always being put out. Whenever a dramatic situation occurs, I can usually find ways to stay out of it...but this one situation in particular, found its way to my personal doorstep, and now affects little things in life day by day. Who knows if it'll be resolved soon or not. What I do know, is that I'm done talking about it. I'm done surrounding myself with people who either talk about it too much, or don't talk about it at all; and when they do, they push morals and truth to the wayside. Everyone that I thought wasn't as selfish, is in fact, the most selfish they've ever been in my records. With the change in everyone's lives, the selfishness grows. Out of fear, out of hatred, out of ignorance. I spend so much of my time trying not to be selfish. Trying to help others, to think how someone might feel if I so choose an action. Trying to decide when to speak up or when to quiet down. I'm not going to stop being that way, but I will begin to retract inward. I need time and space away from people who only have "me" or "I" written on their agenda. My agenda has always been to improve myself while being kind to others and helping when I can. When I begin to speak ill of others because the actions of others has brought me so far down, this can only be my solution. To turn away from the problem when I've already done what I can to help it, and have recognized tht I don't need to help, nor will the selfish people involved allow me or truly see what I'm trying to do to help. Selfishness is a huge problem today. I don't want to be a part of it, and so I bow out. Try not to miss me when I'm gone.

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Human

It's a concerning issue when my level of kindness and high morals seem to be more offensive than the hate and violence seen all over today. I consistently shock people with the care I take towards my fellow man. Even people that I dislike, whether they have disrespected me or someone/something else, I continue to treat them with kindness...because what else should I do? Stoop down to their level, de-base my own morals for the sake of theirs? To "get back" at them, or make them feel as shitty as they made me or you feel? No. I refuse. I will not render myself a piece of shit in accordance to their ill behavior. I won't let hateful people make me feel like my consistent care is worthless. For every time I feel bad because these people don't know how to take care of themselves, look inward instead of outward, I will continue to smile their way and treat them better than they treat others and themselves. For I will kill them with kindness, and have them roll around in my gentle ways. I will win, and have already won. I have discovered what it takes to be human, humane, a humanitarian. To rise above and be stronger than hate. To understand the disturbed, the hateful, the lost and confused, abused and disabled, mentally ill and unstable. Instead of turning away and returning with mean speech or aggressive force, I turn towards them with love and light. No need to prove myself to people who have a long way to go. Maybe they don't deserve my kindness, and at times I wonder if I'm being fake in my pursuits? But I remind myself I'm not, and that these people are either scorned and unfortunate, or down right mean and inconsiderate, and no matter what, I will surpass the hate, and continue with love.

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Untitled

As you seek, so shall you find All the bullshit, on my mind

The things that fill my head at night Are not the same, when I’m in light

To the majority, falling thru The world is a better place, without you

The superficiality The kind of stuff that ruins me

All the things I just don’t care about Fill the air, and brings on drought

In a different time or place, I’d probably feel the leader’s grace

But since I don’t subscribe to shit On my pointless pedestal, I still sit

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This Day

I haven't written in a while That's OK Cus I'm doing it now It's a good, bright day The sun is out My dog She barks At the cat On a leash It's a Friday But my Sunday I'm feeling Free

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Today

It’s hard to keep my Fuckin sanity Will all this god damn Vanity

If I could I’d rip it from my eyes Get rid of all the Giant lies

The way they say It’s all about this And that What about the caring And kindness? Where is that at?

Everything that makes us false And competitive The same things that make me Rather take a sedative

I just don’t like Where things are going Everyone’s insecurities Seem to be growing

Born into The wrong generation Feeling lost I hate this contemplation

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The truth is to not trust

Everyone is a liar, And, Everyone is a fake. To think that anyone loves you, Well, That's a big mistake.

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Dream

Writing my odd dream down... There was this mound/hill that the only way you could get on top was by climbing. I want to say it was at least a good story or two tall. One end tapered towards the ground, but then right before it starts to become low enough for you to possibly access the top of the mound this way, its as though a giant piece of something fell down and knocked off the end of the mound tht would enable you to get to the top. So...for some reason my only goal in this dream was to make it to the top. I had a container of food with me I tried throwing on the top first, and that I would meet up w it second, after scaling the wall. I had made it up once before, so this maneuver seemed OK. I woke up before knowing if I got to the top again...and I also woke up coughing, choking..on air.

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2015 into 2016

It would appear to me this evening, that the last couple of years, there hasn't been much change. You see, that is wrong. It may feel that way at times, but I realize that a lot has changed, though in small increments. Something that has stayed the same, but that has just grown stronger, are my morals and convictions. A lot has revealed to me that no matter the situation, person, or consequence, I stand firm in what I believe in. I follow my gut. I don't follow a religion. I feel what's right, and truly right, and go with it. I always try to understand, regardless of if I love or hate what is going on or being presented to me. I have been friends with some great people, but who have also shown me what lack of understanding can do. They think they are just being honest and true to themselves; but are you when you mistreat your fellow man? When you mistreat others, you mistreat and disrespect yourself as well. I'm glad I can see the difference. It's disappointing when those around you can't seem to tell. But no matter, its not about them in the end. It's about the whole. And if I can contribute what I think is my best to "the whole" of things, I'll know, that at least on my side, the grass is indeed, greener :) <3

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you can say “leggings aren’t pants” as much as you want. you can shout it from a rooftop. you can make it into a big obnoxious neon sign. you can write it in skywriting way up in the sky. i won’t care. i will still be out there, somewhere, wearing leggings as pants and not caring

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Blowing my own mind

All of our problems, we've created. Out of nothing, we must make something, to become nothing again.

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Wow

There are times when I'm feeling a strong emotion and I want to look at images that relate to that emotion. Tumblr is good for that. However, lemme just tell this quick story: So I'm feeling sad and therefore, type "sadness" into Tumblr. Images flow, all making sense in relation to what I typed. Then randomly, a photo of a naked girl posing provocatively. Why the fuck is that there? It's because someone, somewhere, will always turn things back to sex. Women have for the most part been reduced to sex toys. In return, thousands of girls have insecurities because you can't turn one single fucking corner without seeing something relating to some hot chick. I can't fucking stand it and it gets under my skin so much. Even some of the sweetest people I know will find ways to disappoint me because they too can't help but turn things back to sex or playing the woman's body as just a sex object. Makes me feel like I'll never be good enough when I feel like I am. I hate being constantly concerned about this kind of shit. I hate how men and women's brains are wired. Advertising is bullshit. Everything is bullshit. When you feel so hopeful and then you quickly feel hopeless moments later.