Late Night RamblesĀ 

What the fuck am I so afraid of? Every person has a story, a history, a future and the power to act. Every day brings with it millions of opportunities for life to go one way or the other. It’s all about choices we make and the convuluted act of just going for it. 

We (maybe I should say I, but a collective make it easier to swallow) want to do something. Then, we spend so many days, months and years talking about it instead of acting. What is with human nature that makes us this way? We all know that life is finite, yet we procrastinate carelessly until it’s too late. Only then do some of us wake up and wish we could’ve done it all differently. 
Not me. Not anymore. 

I am going for it. I only have small inklings of what it is, but I will know when I’ve done it. I can feel that is the truth. I’m trusting intuition, finally. 

I am going to explore and do things I’ve never done and see what I come back with, or without. Mind games and tricks can put illusionary limits on capabilities. I am learning to quiet those unneeded thoughts. There’s a whole lot of brain power that I won’t allow to be left unused and potential lingering that needs to be ignited. 
T-3 days until takeoff. 

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Simply chaotic

Simply chaotic

Attributing meanings to words that make no sense
Senselessly perceiving reality
Existing in spaces of no dimensions
Thinking on planes creating new visions
Anticipatory actions changing malleable beliefs like a systematic cleansing
Of any wrongdoings
Undoing the fallacious medallions that we’ve indulged forcefully
Coercing the opening of new horizons
Expanding thoughts ballooning into cocoons of incipient creations
Wanting more but doing less–
The nature of our times
The effortless galvanization and obsessions of things we can merely possess
Tangible indecencies fleeting us
Drawing away from our truths and desire
Use the world around to its greatest potential
Tossing status quo aside
the architect of one’s own mental surroundings dynamically
physically being to be simply