Old Things

I was looking through my old entries, and I found a few things that I found interesting.

When you try to follow the path of another, even side by side, I guess we can only hope that the wind won’t pick up and take that other person away. But when that gust comes, there’s not much that we can do when it’s within the other person. Winds are hardly ever accidental, though.

The more I grow up, the more I think that there’s a breaking point. People are rational, not greedy, and accepting for a certain amount of time. And then the whole world decides to not allow it, and people snap. Not noticably, of course, otherwise it would never happen. People just turn into… I don’t know, bad people, sometimes. Not accepting. Irrational. Entirely self-centered. The good ones can put that aside to try to teach another generation to break the cycle.

There comes a point, far too often, that you realize that you haven’t changed, and you’re that same bumbling little shit you were when you were 3, pissed at everyone, feeling cheated from everything, but still wanting so much love you fucking explode.

The problem with two dimensionality is the fact that there’s always another side. There are always more sides to things. Fulfillment follows emptiness, simply because it has to. And the opposite as well. It’s more of a line than a cycle. Nothing really goes backwards. Everything faces forward.

When double standards surround us, who’s going to surround the double standards?

There are so many traits possible… Traits written about in books, movies, stories. Anything. Beautiful, ugly, terrible traits. But how many things can we find in ourselves? How many things can we possibly create in ourselves?