I don't celebrate holidays anymore, I celebrate release dates.
I wonder sometimes if I could live in an existence where I'm not so concerned with what I have and what I want to have. It seems to permeate the nature of this culture and perhaps many other cultures, leaving very few immune (The Gods Must Be Crazy). This is not a declaration in which I am expressing hatred for my life. This is instead a plea, that perhaps it would be a relief to live a life free from concerns what I don't have.
The old adage: Be thankful for what you have. Focusing on this (the haves) serves only to distract me. When the ride is over, I'm brought back to the same point that I am at this moment. These two things define the same space (one being the negative of the other).
I often wonder if there is some way to find myself in a place where I'm not concerned with either. Not simply a distraction, but a place where there is peace from this war... I've glimpsed this place, I believe, when in the arms of a woman and in the heat of pushing myself physically (running). Perhaps even in acting, where I'm after what someone else wants. There is some definitely comedy when you are able to manufacture a want so convincingly to yourself. It shows some control. Some hope.
My eye looks towards the future, not for the answers (there is no use in me HAVING the answers), but for the journey.
I wonder sometimes if I could live in an existence where I'm not so concerned with what I have and what I want to have. It seems to permeate the nature of this culture and perhaps many other cultures, leaving very few immune (The Gods Must Be Crazy). This is not a declaration in which I am expressing hatred for my life. This is instead a plea, that perhaps it would be a relief to live a life free from concerns what I don't have.
The old adage: Be thankful for what you have. Focusing on this (the haves) serves only to distract me. When the ride is over, I'm brought back to the same point that I am at this moment. These two things define the same space (one being the negative of the other).
I often wonder if there is some way to find myself in a place where I'm not concerned with either. Not simply a distraction, but a place where there is peace from this war... I've glimpsed this place, I believe, when in the arms of a woman and in the heat of pushing myself physically (running). Perhaps even in acting, where I'm after what someone else wants. There is some definitely comedy when you are able to manufacture a want so convincingly to yourself. It shows some control. Some hope.
My eye looks towards the future, not for the answers (there is no use in me HAVING the answers), but for the journey.
lauren:
Thank you! 