Tuesday, February 21, 2012
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Saturday, February 18, 2012
Words mean nothing if you can't feel them
I used to be really into this whole "writing" thing, until I realized that it wasn't something I really had skill at. I just write words down, that have no meaning to anyone but myself. Words mean nothing if you can't feel them: and I can't feel my words sometimes.
If you have to think too hard to get it, it's pointless. I don't want to try to read between the lines, I want to just know. So, for that reason I don't like reading either.
If I see something, I want to watch it in real life. Who knows what goes on behind the cameras, it could all just be pretend. So what's the point in watching it if it is all pretend.
When I live, and breath, I don't think I am really here. If I can't feel I am really here, then who says I am? Is life really worth living if you can't feel and see what is around you?
If I can't read behind the lines, then I can't understand what is really going on, can you?
Friday, February 17, 2012
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