my thoughts. pure and simple.

"Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that the stuff life is made of." - Benjamin Franklin

I've come to the conclusion that days are too long, and nights are much too short.

I firmly believe that time is all relative. If you're a busy person, you don't have "enough time",
and if you're a very dull and boring person, you'll have "too much time".
but the truth is, believe it or not, we all have the same amount of time. Our activity is based on what we choose to do with it.
This is obvious, I know. But it's just one of those things that's so painfully obvious that no one knows what it is because it's just expected that we know it and so we think we know it because everyone else seems to know it so we don't pay any attention to it and therefore we have absolutely no clue what we're talking about.
if that makes any sense at all. I think that a lot of life is like that.
Some things are so simple and so obvious, that we are expected to know them, and then we think everyone else knows them, so it turns into common knowledge and therefore we know it, so we don't pay any attention to it and instead we focus on the bigger things, the more complicated things, the things that require more of us. this is why we need to be in this together. we're all in this together.

We're so caught up in things, we forget about simplicity. the pure and simple things.
But simplicity is the stuff that keeps life together; the stuff that keeps us from going absolutely insane. simple things.
but, alas, no one cares. simple things are simple, so we assume we know them.
but we don't. at least, I don't. If you do, hallelujah, please enlighten me.
It's like guitar... the Chris Carrabba gets drowned out by the Synyster Gates.
the simple stuff gets drowned out and shoved aside by the complicated stuff.

One question: why?

Time is so important to us. We seem to spend it faster than we can make it. So pretty soon, our "little black books" are full and everything that really matters has no place. Because the stuff that matters most is the simple stuff. and nobody wants the simple stuff... because the exciting stuff intrigues us. we want that, because it's busy and it's fun and it's exciting! but what value does it have, when the simple stuff is neglected?

the bare essentials in life are too often neglected. forgotten. shoved aside. abandoned. gone. We live by this mentality of "the more the merrier", and then we fill our schedules with the all of the good' stuff, the things that will entertain us, and then we have no time for the little stuff, the stuff that really matters, the stuff that keeps life together. we can only hold on and live like this for so long.

Maybe that's the pain. maybe the weight of time is bringing us down. maybe that's why the divorce rates are high and relationships are low. that's why suicide rates are up and compassion is at an all-time low. because no one cares. life and death seem so simple, that we neglect them.

and yes, life is hard. but not nearly as hard as we make it out to be.
it's hard because we've made it harder than it needs to be. we've added things that don't really matter, and we've taken away what makes this life a good one. or a potential good one. we take out love and hope and faith and replace it with sex, weapons, drugs and money. money can't buy happiness, but it sure can buy a lot of booze, right? will that make you happy? will it? yeah, it will. until you wake up.

And maybe I'm being completely unrealistic. maybe my peaceful fantasy world is trying to merge with the real one. but I honestly don't think it has to be like that... And I don't claim to have all the answers. As I'm sure you know, only God does. maybe this is complete and total rubbish, and maybe I'll know the truth in a few years once I have more experience in this busy and complicated life...
Or am I right? maybe I'm being completely sensible and maybe you agree with me. maybe the rest of the world would agree with me. It may be that I'm too simple-minded for them. Maybe people judge too much, so they won't listen to me because I'm too young and I'm seen as immature and irresponsible and stereotyped as just another angsty teenager, when in all reality I've come to realize that life is very good, and the world is very beautiful, and we're all in these things together...


I hope you'll tell me if you think I'm being ridiculous.

I have much more to say, but... not the words or brain power to form the words and sentences... This life can be so overwhelming...

I have a few busy people on my mind as I write this, but their type of busy is inevitable. work.
And I admire them for the work they do. no. not necessarily the work they do. but the reasons why they do the work.

They work for money. money for their families. Teens choosing to support their families. parents and siblings. Teens putting their lives on hold to work. work for their families well being.


and that, that is sheer beauty...