If I died there would be no difference. Not for you at least.
Lol. It's funny when I'm writing these things, no one can figure out who I'm talking about and those closest to me speculate and some go paranoid. It's not about wanting to be mysterious. Lord knows when I'm comfortable I'll talk my life story. I just believe in keeping personal things, personal. Sometimes. When I'm writing a piece, or my thoughts, it's honestly just random and in one blog I could be talking about five different people all at once. Sometimes, it's not even from my point-of-view that I'm writing but I like to think about what might be going on through the minds of others and if I feel it, I'll write it.
I like the song from Erykah Badu "AppleTree" because "I don't walk around trying to be what I'm not, I don't waste my time trying to get what you got, I work at pleasing me cause I can't please you and that's why I do what I do..." Sometimes these artists just sing and speak as if they are in our heads. I know I'm not the only one to feel like this.
Life is an ever changing being that is directed by its host. And sometimes what we may feel are mistakes can be minor stepping stones to success. Lol. Sometimes, when we take a different route, it feels like if we're in one of those mazes where you take a wrong turn and end up at a dead end. Lol. But there's no such thing as a dead end. It's all just mentality. Everything we do, feel, breathe, live is all cognitive. If a doctor pronounces you "brain dead" there is nothing that the heart will do but follow its master. Maybe if we all thought more like that we'd be able to 'control' our feelings. Who we like, what we do, and other. Maybe life wouldn't be "difficult".
"Think and that is" something like that. Idk. Felt like rambling. Feel like if I died there would be no difference. But only because that's not what I was thinking about. I was thinking about someone. And the thought approached itself. I went off on a tangent because I don't feel like entertaining the thought any further. So I won't.
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