Friday, November 11, 2011
The idea of 11/11/11 years ago was something truly imaginative, of course that was at my peak of superstition. Today I have nothing to do with superstition, but today I have something more imaginative to believe in than simply believing that if I make a wish, it will surely come true. If you take a look around you will notice something similar, or similarly different, everyone is at some kind of point in their life. Whether that be slouching on a gas station bench engulfed in cigarette smoke with mostly oil bleached hands, or someone ordering five lattes at Starbucks for their executive office. I see sad, I see lonely, I see deprived, I see desperate, I see fat, I see skinny, I see fit, I see happy, I see stoned, I see macho, I see petite, I see all kind of kinds. We can wish on something, or we can change something. For some, wishing is comfortable and safe. We don't get anywhere by being comfortable and safe. We reach our peaks of what we would have wished on when we say "fuck it" five years earlier and now here we are realizing it's a good thing we "did" instead of "wished". I use to wish, and now I "do" and I am finding out that "doing" and looking around at what I see instead of looking up to what I can't see, has been more beneficial in my life. This is my 11/11 rant of something I never thought I would be saying five years ago when I use to believe in a god and wishes.
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