Safety Pins

Au

Silence is gold. But how much gold can you have till you start to want something else?

Cubes

It’s like having several cubes you can’t have altogether at one exact same time. It’s nice, cause it adds colors to what you’re doing. If only you don’t hate and or suck at transitions all that much, then probably you’ll be able to soak the beauty of those colors better.

I heard managing those is what they call life. Is that why it’s tricky?

Blanket

It’s like you’re running like hell to catch the last train but it’s just gonna leave you no matter what.

On Principles.

So here’s the thing.

Different people hold on to different principles. One of those days they’re having, they’re going to face problems, right? Now, how they overcome the problems will be different one person to another, and the outcome of each problem will also be different one to another depending on how the problem is solved. This outcome then will form the very basic definition of a person as a human being, and or a social being.

And as far as my analysis goes, how a person solve oneself’s problems is tightly bound to the principles oneself hold.

By that, in short you can say that the principles oneself hold, have a very crucial part of forming how oneself is going to be, how oneself is gonna be perceived by the society.

Here’s when my question come;

Are there such things as wrong and right principles? If yes, how do you differ one from another? Can you just tell a person that what they believe in is wrong? How can you be sure that the principles you’re holding on to are the right ones?

And last one, at which rate should you consider revising your principles or even changing it completely?

The Grass Is Kinda Green

You’re on a field. There’s this trampoline. A lot of people are lining up to try to jump as high as they can. You are one of them.

So they jump.

Some fall short, some bounce high and have fun.

And soon it’s your turn but suddenly your feet feels heavy, it becomes hard for you to jump and you don’t know why.

Or maybe you do.

Either a part of you are scared that you won’t be able to jump as high as you think you can, or a part you are scared that you won’t be able to jump as high as people expect you to.

Cause basically you hate failures and you hate not meeting people’s expectations of you. But what you’ve came to hate as well is backing down just cause you’re uncomfortable with something.

So you’re trying to try, even tough it’s disturbing as hell to give someone a chance to see you fail, and/or to see that you’re flawed in the place you’ve always pretended not.

…Then someone pushes you.

So you jump.

You’re not sure how high, but the next thing you know, you’re on the other side.

Then The Scab Came Out

Sometimes I just wanna hit those overly-happy-shiny-positive-ever-smiling people in their noses. So they’d stop rubbing it over everyone’s face.