A Collection of Spectacles


Time: Hours before the stage lights went dim.

I learned…

              Maybe when people go, it’s not with a whimper.

…never stick around with those who are suffering from the same ailment(s) as you.(insanity is always inevitable)

As I sat (mouth agape) in the car, all I heard was the incessant buzzing of laughter.

Maybe when the world explodes, those lucky enough to see the land in its final throes will be met with a similar soundtrack.

-“Whimpers” only witnessed or, rather, ignored by outsiders looking in.

ON the path, I had the most prolific (and frightening) epiphany I have experienced thus far.

(With thoughts of deja vu

running through my mind. the

bitting twinges that refused to leave.)

I thought, ‘if I’ve done this all before, what’s the point? should i place the period here.now?’

                        I knew someone once, hopelessly saturated in the “highschool pastime of choice” well before my induction. I came forth with idiotic naivete. But, as the exhausted phrase goes,

you never know until you try.

From “trying” comes new growth, comes change.

In other news, winter refuses to leave completely. warm up already!

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to enjoy everything with spontaneity (the primary goal)

at times i want everything that makes me comfortable. which means everything that i once had. then i realize that to truly change to advance i need to experience periods of temporary discomfort.

If you stare out into the distance, during an hour at which everything has been seemingly halted, you will find that there are thousands of ways to use one name. 

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No state. No politics. No greed.

It’s easy to say but harder to follow.

Anti-consumerism has its place planted firmly in the neighborhoods of suburban youth possibly because they are deprived just enough to feel disgusted but not enough to feel the effects of impoverishment.

There is fine line between living comfortably and acting as the catalyst of a corrupt cycle and it all depends on your personal comfort level. Knowing that I’m comfortable with having less than most may help for when I’m out on my own. Keep in mind, this may change. When someone else is paying for your things it’s very easy to reject it all.  

What’s most interesting is that, sometimes, advocates of civil disobedience and social disruptions (with purpose) turn into huge CEOs or corporate execs. 

I wonder what changes people.

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what is it about some people that gives them the ability to simply not give a shit? (i lack better words)

more importantly, what is it about such people that gives them the ability to convey this attitude to everyone else effortlessly?

no one needs a leader in one’s life. even without assistance, the human mind is capable of far more than it’s usually given credit for. 

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i want a geisha who will sit permanently on my shoulder. maybe in a month. maybe.

i would recap what happened to me today but i can already tell you that it wasn’t much. if my parents knew they were inadvertently paying for me to sit and do nothing times five each week they would probably be upset.

on fridays i go somewhere and forget who i am. i work the next day and do assignments on sundays. press repeat.

yesterday on the phone i was asked, “what’s your view on all of this [these recent happenings]? what’s your view on death?”

“i’ll find out what happens when one dies, when i die.” i thought but never said.

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