Thank You, Failure.

To fear failure is something that is universal.

It is something that I long to escape from.

But its there, its looming, like a rain cloud

Dimming even the brightest of days.

People tell me that I should not dwell

On the things that I can’t change.

They tell me that it’s in the past.

But is it really?

But I must thank you failure. Continue reading

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You Are

You are here, you are there, you are everywhere

You are the grass, the stars, the air

When I’m with you the whole world swings

Impossible things become possible, as the caged bird sings

But our plane is bound to fall

And you will leave me, without a trace or call

As it gets dark, in the shadowy abyss

Please remember this

A face, a laugh, a smile

As you fly away for miles and miles

Stuck Between a Rock and Another Rock

Stuck between a situation, a person, or anything in general is a horrible phase that sadly, everyone, has to go through. This amazing post outlines the fact that sometimes you just have to switch it up and try new things. People are too focused on what they’re trying to accomplish and are too stubborn to change their ways. But how will you expect anything to change if you just repeat the same thing over and over again? Breaking these boundaries,stepping out of your comfort zone, and looking at things through a different perspective is what life is all about. Because the biggest risk is the one you don’t take.

A Cluster of Ideas

So, it’s a hot summer, I’m outside holding some gross, sweaty tennis racket, my dad is complaining about how much I absolutely suck, and I’m trying to hit. Yeah, thanks Dad. After nagging him back, I hit the ball, and it kind of…doesn’t make it to the other side. There are sighs from both of us as the sun continue to beat down on my exhausted shoulders. No bueno. He says, “Y’know what, let’s go get some ice cream. It’s way too hot for this…”

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A New Perspective-The World Through Dr. Seuss

Spring cleaning is probably one of my most hated phrases/time of the year. The fact that the dust starts flying everywhere, having to throw out the old objects, and the countless hours spent trying to reorganize everything… its all too much of a hassle. But as I was sorting out my closet, I came across an old, and rather faded cardboard box that was long left forgotten. Inside, to my great surprise, were exactly ten colorful storybooks written by the one and only, Dr. Seuss. Continue reading

The Road-An Unknown Destination

I’ve always had an extreme fascination for photography. The fact that a photo can hold so many indescribable emotions with the simple click of a camera….it’s amazing.  A photograph is capable of preserving memories, highlighting the smallest details- light, colors, everything.

Roads, in particular, have always been a object of fascination for me. I don’t really know why. Perhaps a road to me is a journey, an adventure, a place just waiting to be explored. There are so many things out there that I have yet to experience.  But I have to admit that the fear holds me back.

Because a road is uncertainty. Continue reading

Nature-The Gift That Keeps On Giving

Nothing in nature lives for itself. The river doesn’t drink it’s own water. The tree doesn’t consume it’s own fruit. The flowers don’t spread fragrance for themselves. Living for others is the rule of nature.

It was always my grandfather that uttered these words late at night. It was his form of a bedtime story. Being a young and ignorant child, I didn’t understand the meaning of these words nor did I care for them. Because the “great outdoors” to me seemed like a scary place. I was afraid to walk alone, afraid of being lost. I would’ve much rather spend time inside the comfort of my home banging on pots and pans and inventing games of all sorts than stepping out into the “foreign” world.

Because nature is unpredictable. It is the one thing that man can’t control. And I think that was what scared me the most. The fear of the unknown. But that is exactly what makes it beautiful.

The human spirit needs a place where the world has not been rearranged by human hands. That is the trees, the flowers, the ground. It is the still silence of nature where one will find true bliss.

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