August 1, 2012

• Head first fearless

  

  It’s those moments when you hang around in a room full of friends, where you gasp for breath between each laugh. It’s those moments where you get high off just breathing in so deep, you feel your lungs getting cold. For a second, that split second, you don’t care. You don’t care about school, about parents, about money, about rules, or broken hearts. Who you care about are the kids sitting next to you. ‘Cause it’s all we really need, isn’t it? Those kids next to you. Yeah, the ones who make you feel invincible, even at your weakest points.

   

  

  

  

  

  

  Don’t be afraid of change. You may be losing something good but there is a reason why it won’t be in your future.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I guess, if anything, it’s about taking chances, even when you think you’re all out of chances. It’s about giving forgiveness and unconditional love, even when it seems like you should only do the opposite. It’s about trusting that God puts people in your life at certain moments so that you can capitalize the opportunity. It’s all about the possibility. It’s all about what you do with those possibilities. Life is short, but it moves so fast. Hang on and enjoy the ride. And when someone comes along with whom you enjoy spending the ride with, hold on tight.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  If you’re sick of bad things happening to you, stop putting up with it and demand better.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you’re in diapers, the next day you’re gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I remember a place, a town, a house, like a lot of houses. A yard like a lot of other yards. On a street like a lot of other streets. And the thing is, after all these years, I still look back … with wonder.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Why do we find it so hard to let go? Why do we have such a difficulty accepting the inevitable, dealing with what’s right in front of us – why can’t we get over something we can do nothing to change? I guess we all just hope too much. Hope for the best, hope that he’s still holding on when the truth is he’s long gone, up, up, up and away. There’s a fine line between faith and naivety, sometimes we’re overwhelmed to see that line and so blindly cross it.

  

  

  

  

  

  Sometimes the hardest things to say are the things that really matter.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Sometimes it seems safer to hold it all in, where the only person who can judge is yourself.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  It seems like everyone I know is ready to move onto the next level of life.. but is it too cynical for me to assume that it’s not going to be any better? In fact, I’m willing to bet it’s pretty much all downhill from here. After education it’s more education, for those who can afford it and who have the ability to go, and then after that it’s forty hour weeks. No more summer vacations. No more long lazy afternoons to do nothing. No more knowing that nothing really counts yet. 

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  At this age, everything is changing.  Day by day we don’t notice, but just look back over the past year and you will realize everything has. People you thought that were going to be there forever aren’t, and people you never imagined you’d be speaking to are now some of your closest friends. Life makes little sense, and the more we grow the less sense it will make. So make the most of now, before it all changes once again, because in the near future, all of this is only going to be memories.

  

  

  

  

  

  life changes. you get it all lined up just the way you like it and then something beyond your control comes along and bumps your off center. how nice it would be if you could get everything just the way you want it and say ‘okay, now.. stay!’ but nothing stays the same. you grow up, make friends, lose friends, go to college, lose track of people, meet new ones and sometimes you ask yourself why. but all i can tell you is that every single experience you go through changed you in some way. every new person who comes into your life changes you. every moral dilemma or emotional experience you come up against changes you. it’s your job to decide how.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  I’ve lived. I’ve really really lived. I’ve failed. I’ve been devastated. I’ve been broken. I’ve gone to hell and back. And I’ve also known joy. And passion. And I’ve had a great love. See death for me is not justice. It’s a … end of a beautiful journey. And I’m not afraid to die. The question is, are you? A life in prison or an afterlife … with your wife. Me or you? Your choice.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

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