Tomorrow, Today will be Yesterday.

Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperments and narrower points of view.
We spend more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses, but smaller families. We have more compromises, but less time. We have more knowledge, but less judgement. We have more medicines, but less health.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much.
We reached the moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors. We have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space.
We have higher income, but less morals… These are times with more liberty, but less joy… With much more food, but less nutrition…
These are days in which two salaries come home, but divorces increase. These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes.
That’s why I propose that as of today -- You do not keep anything for a special occasion, because every day that you live is a special occasion. Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your front porch and admire the view without paying attention to the needs. Pass more time with your family, eat your favorite food, visit the place you love. Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; it isn’t only survival.
Use your crystal goblets. Do not save your best perfume… wear it until it's gone! Take out from your vocabulary phrases like, “one of these days” and “someday”. Write that letter that you were going to get around to “one of these days”.
Tell everyone important in your life how much you love them. Never pass up a chance at adding laughter and joy to your life. Every day, hour, and minute are special… Don't let them waste away.

I didn't write this, but I wanted to have some record of it.

Lost

I've lost touch with my voice. My thoughts no longer weave themselves into words. So this is what I'm left with. I've now put my faith into my hands. I'm not much of an artist, but I'm taking the chance and submitting to this new desire in hopes that it will be able to tell the story from here.


"Still"


"Source of Light"

"...purity of the heart is the one success worth having."

'In the time of your life--live!'
That time is short and it doesn't return again. It is slipping away while I write this and while you read it, and the monosyllable of the clock is Loss, Loss, Loss, unless you devote your heart to its opposition.

"A Streetcar Named Desire"
--Tennessee Williams


A little over dramatic, but the meaning still rings true.

Like Yourself, Late At Night

"It is of practical value to learn to like yourself. Since you must spend so much time with yourself you might as well get some satisfaction out of the relationship."
--Norman Vincent Peale

I laughted when I first read this because I was thinking how truer words have never been spoken. Neither have simpler instructions to a happy life ever been articulated. I mean, once you get over issues with depression and self-esteem (which don't get me wrong, is in no possible way ever done with ease), liking yourself and gaining satisfaction from the relationship can't be all that hard right?

What I failed to realize is that to like yourself, you have to first find yourself. Or at least, never give up trying. For some, that's half the battle.

Nothing Profound

I know that I no longer post regularily, so when I do, it would only make sense that I have something important to say, right?
Wrong.

I was just pondering something for a while that I wanted to jot down.
The reason I think that people come to dislike one another (from the best of friends to new lovers) is their own fault. When we meet someone, based on what they first say and how they first act, we automatically generate a first impression of them. Even if the whole time in our heads we're thinking, "that came out wrong, but I'm not going to hold it against them because they probably meant something less [insert slightly negative word here]," we're still unknowingly evaluating them to our subconscious standards. So, when these people do something that the mental patterns in our brains failed to predict (based on what [we thought] we knew about them), we get in a huff about how they're doing something "wrong". I don't think we're necessarily getting mad at them or what they did, we're getting mad at ourselves because we expected something else and we're redirecting that anger at them.
However, undoubtedly, some of the time what they do probably was offensive and conflicting with our own moral beliefs. But if this is true, how come it makes it okay for some of your friends to say those things and act that way and others cannot? Based on their background and experiences, you could be making mental exceptions, but what about those people that make you angry because they said something even though in retrospect, you realize it would have been fine if anyone else said it?
If anything, the only person in this note that I am referencing is myself (since I am the only person I can speak for); but it's just a thought.