Only white males can ever do anything wrong because they control the world. Anyone who isn’t a white male is just a victim of white males. All crime committed by non white males is simply a response to oppression.
—Tumblr Feminists
Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.
—Marcus Aurelius
How many can claim to have been witness to their own birth?
To seek adventure is the greatest adventure of them all
and from this point forward I vow
To start living out the types of adventures you can not forget
instead of the type you can’t seem to remember.
This is entirely nonfictional
I tend to sometimes think of people as numbers or as potential customers instead of how I should, as interesting and unique individuals with histories and back stories completely unknown to anyone but them. I think perhaps my bitterness pushes me to ignore this aspect. My belief in the human race has faltered. Long ago I gave up hope. I now see it as a miracle when I meet a like minded person, a kindred spirit, a friendly soul. I have come to expect evil and greed from everyone I meet and this is why it is hard for me to care about anyone.
Life has a way of bashing you over the head again and again until the day comes when you realize it is a struggle just to get out of bed. You lay on the ground wondering what reasons you have for facing another day. To work another eight hours at a job you can’t stand, producing or selling goods that no one actually needs, suffering a boss who treats you as an ignorant animal there only to bare his load. Shuffling and meandering your way through the work day not because you love what you do but because you are forced to do it in order to live.
Soul crushing, creativity killing, depression inducing, mindless, bullshit labor.
Every news show filled with stories of rape, murder, robbery, child abductions, the extinction of magnificent animals, the destruction of the very planet we depend upon to exist. Everyone going a hundred miles an hour racing towards a profit, racing towards extinction.
After awhile it just all builds up around you. All the pain, the loss, the rejection. Everything you dream of up in flames. Everyone you love eventually breaks your heart.
I’ve just reached a point where it has become so hard to find the good in people that I have stopped trying.
It just makes it hard for me to care about other people.
I know there are exceptions to every rule.
I know I should give everyone an equal chance to prove themselves
but I now find myself at the age of twenty seven, disillusioned, discontent, bitter, angry and close to hopeless.
The scales tipped for me long ago.
So now I just do my best to find joy in the little things I have left. To find happiness in the company of friends. To live life without worrying about the future.
And to do my best to maybe create something that others can find some tiny bit of hope or happiness in.
Because I need something.
Anything to get me out of bed every morning.
We are not what others label us
If you want to feel well, you must live well.
You need not listen to an institution that tells you you’re born with a hole that needs filling.
If you want to feel good, you must do good.
Worshiping another will not set you free.
If you want to be in love, you must love.
You must love yourself first of all.
You were born perfect and innocent and full of potential
You are not a sinner.
No one can tell you what you can or can not be
The only restraint on what you can do is yourself
Live your life the way you want to live it
and be everything you ever wanted to be.
I don’t believe in colleges and universities. I believe in libraries because most students don’t have any money. When I graduated from high school, it was during the Depression and we had no money. I couldn’t go to college, so I went to the library three days a week for 10 years
—Ray Bradbury
The school of logic. Lesson Two.
Your race, your sexuality, your gender, your religion, your hometown, your favorite sports team.
These things are certainly all important parts of who you are. They are the makeup that constitutes your being.
However these things do not define you.
Above and beyond every single label you may wish to attach to yourself, above and beyond every other part of you that has been present since birth, there is one trait you possess which overrules them all.
You are a human.
You are a human being and you exist upon the planet earth as a part of the human race.
The more you label yourself and seclude yourself into social groups comprised of people who share personality or sexuality or racial or any other common traits, the more you divide yourself from the human race.
We are all one tribe, we share the same beginning and we suffer the same end.
Together as one is the only way we will make the journey between our beginning and our end a more pleasant one.
Treat others as you wish to be treated. Respect is the only law we truly need.
Your possessions make you a target.
There are haves and have-nots and the have-nots want what the haves have.
Some know the feeling of money and power. Some know that hunger can turn your stomach sour.
Some have spent their entire life at the front of the pack, not ever once turning to acknowledge those at the back.
Some know that need and fear can turn your heart black.
This is a world made up of winners and losers. This is a world built on the efforts of cheaters and users.
This world is made of deceits and truths. This is a world of me, me, me. Not me and you.
But the painful truth is that the line is not so very black and white
It is a bit more like a shade of grey.
And try as you might to deny it
No one who matters will ever listen to what you say.
So watch what you do and watch what you get.
Because
You never know who is lurking in the shadows
Planning on taking it.
