Live. More. Now.

By strumming some chords on strings,

By singing, by listening,

I feed my soul.

The day, you know. You got to seize it as Horace said. Because, shit. You know. If you don’t do that, then what’s the point, right? A day is always important, you know? Yeah? And what you want to do, do it then. ‘cause see, if you let it pass, well, it will pass. That’s one day gone for you. And, yeah, that’s a day you’ll never get back. And maybe, just maybe, by not seizing that day, you also lost another day of your future. You know what I mean? And if you do, you know, seize the day, maybe you’ll get another in the future. Right? You following? Yeah, guessed so. It’s really simple. Everyone can get it. Hell, I got it! It’s just there are some people who will stop you from seizing your day. Some people will put you on work you don’t give a fuck about. But, you see, most of those some people put others to work so they can seize their day. Unfair, right? So. What now? Well. Carpe diem.

Some people choose to take the road to become human. Others choose to create a road from human into becoming something more.

That which is beneath you is beneath you only physically. You will not be stable without it. That which is around you is just as important. It simply nourishes. That which is above and refuses to make contact is just for spectacle. They are slaves of your attention.

Shit happens all the time. But there’s always a toilet to flush it all down.

Pfft. Media. Promoting things that makes people dumber. Averting peoples’ attention from the issues of the world.

The enormous joy which fleets

As suddenly as you have felt it.

The sharp pain which stings

quickly but deeply.

When thinking seriously,

in a snap, a moment of genius.

Learn to recognize these

because these are fading treasures.

Please never desire to look too organized that you would seem to be manufactured.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VrZE8MCnIA&feature=related

I watched then cried. Then I watched again.