Anticipating the grim reaper.

The only way to prepare for death is to appreciate people before they leave. That is the only way you can prepare for what is inevitable. That is the only way to be at peace in the midst of a departure via death.

Inspired by my shortcomings.

Everything has significance.

Disappointment, melancholy, heartache and any other feeling or state of mind related to not being happy allows one to see one’s soul.

It’s like one is perfectly aligned for direct communication and observation of the soul.

We grieve all the time.

We grieve for plenty of things that we don’t always admit to.

We usually look to other people for healing when we know or in actuality can only be healed by ourselves. I realised that 90% of being happy is acceptance and acknowledgment, of anything and everything (with knowing what you can and cannot change of course)- the first step to getting there is always denial or just questioning change. Change is good.

Allow yourself to go through the motions, react and reflect.

Play the hand you’ve been dealt.

Your intuition is the soul’s form of intellect - follow it.

Stargazing (Orion’s belt).

Maybe there is a solar system.

Maybe there are other galaxies.

Anyone who could shed some light?

I want to know  if I could experience the Milky Way.

Could I lucid dream about that?

I see blackness everywhere whenever I attempt to imagine about these possibilities. Does it mean they are unattainable? Or maybe I just don’t know where to start.

I’m bothered by my curiosity - I’ve killed many cats.

An inquisitive mind is a healthy mind they say.

What’s the point though?

What difference does it serve?

I’ve been told my only significance as a sapient is to reproduce.

How true is this? If so, why do we have to keep the species on-going?

There’s so many loops... 

I feel delusional visuals

Guidance element.

Prioritisation will set a lot of things into perspective.

FIXation

It’s quite odd that we hardly talk about time and time value. Lately I have been thinking about time and attempting to gain more perspective (subjectively and objectively) on the concept. I took “time” off from everything I would usually do on a regular day just to think about time and what it means to me. This thought is inspired by a song titled “u played yourself” by Nasty c - the  skit at the end of the song in particular.

“This is a side message to address what may upset the small group of people who haven't come to terms with their reality. People in denial of a truth that could set them free. What Mr. Ivyson is saying is, take all this so-called love that you had devoted in a stranger, and invest it equally between what you see when you imagine your greatest self and what you see when you look in the mirror. And he 100% guarantees you, you will find gold. But don't forget: you still played yourself. Strings and Bling”

I’ve always known that time is valuable. Time can be viewed as a commodity - it has economic/monetary value. After a very intense pondering session I realized we all have time but no one knows their exact amount. Time can either be invested or spent just like money. In fact, time has a lot of similarities with money. Every action that we take in life is funded and endorsed by time. How does one know when one has made a bad investment?

The purpose of an investment is to receive a benefit/profit from endowing a someone or something with a quantity. Relations are investments - we put in time and effort into relationships to benefit. We all want encounters and interactions that are friutful to us. The reality of dating relations is that there will be more than one person investing time and effort to a particular person. Everyone has a number of people investing or willing to invest time and effort toward them. In essence, we all have options; we are an option to someone but no one wants to be an option. A liability we all unintentionally volunteer for.

With all the possibilities of finding gold within oneself in consideration, it will all mean nothing if I don’t have someone to share the glory with - that thought gives the possibility of becoming a casualty significance. “All is fair in love and war.”

I feel delusional.

The world is too shallow but 

It has you drowning in the deep end

Society keeps dragging you down like an anchor 

There’s so much irony in that...

Let me iron the wrinkles out.

Stay afloat, stay float.

Don’t let the water on board.

Ride your own wave to shore.

Be sure, with who you are and what you stand for.

Rock your everlasting tide.

Don’t hide.

Life is a rollercoaster ride enjoy the amusement park.

Rosa Park your way through life.

The world is too shallow but 

It has you drowning in the deep end

The masses (hounds of society) are programmed to devour and ridicule individualism.

The remains are swept under the carpet.

“It’s a clean sweep”, society is winning by a landslide. The bleats are driving me insane.

I probably sound insane.

How was I immune from the sy-stem?

It feels like burden, I feel detached from the roots.

I branched out involuntarily.

This is advice from a defect: Individualism is your lifeguard.