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staying awake to chase a dream
tasting the air you’re breathing in
i hope i wont forget a thing
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No More Probation
You know that feeling you get when you stretch perfectly? Your muscles fill up with… whatever, your nerves tingle, you feel like you could hold that position forever. As if the entire world hung on a balance maintained by your stretching, nothing else matters. It’s just
SO
DAMN
GOOD.
You know that feeling when you wake up from the perfect sleep to a room full of friends? Everyone’s still a little out of it and goofy, cracking jokes and reminiscing. No desires, no further concerns. Simply relaxed, carefree conversation among friends. The rapid, reckless exchange of ideas with no fear of judgment or repercussion. One of the most pleasurable forms of expression there is.
You know that feeling after sex when you’re just laying there with your girl in your arms? Too tired to move, but too wired to sleep. Maybe a cigarette if that’s your thing, whatever your vice of choice may be. Real, intimate connection after one of the most pleasurable experiences one can undergo. A sense of “if this could just last forever, the world would be OK”. Utter satisfaction.
Getting off probation is all of these rolled into one.
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and then a thought about tumbling about a statement of that nature
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We have developed speed but we have shut ourselves in: machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical, our cleverness hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little: More than machinery we need humanity; More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.
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All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves…..
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If You Feel Shitty
Don’t rant about it on facebook. Every once in awhile if something horrible happened, ok, get the word out, everyone has their own coping strategies. If it genuinely helps you to broadcast your woes to the internet, by all means. Having been through plenty of low periods in my life, I can say with absolute certainty that the solution is not to sit around and roam the internet hoping for distraction. Everyone I know experiences some level of seasonal depression, that dismal lethargy that holds us all down when its too cold out to enjoy our world. As best I’ve learned, a big cause of this is the decreased amount of sunlight we get during the winter. Point being: get outside.
What does a like do for your mood? What does constant pissing and moaning do other than sink you deeper into the pool of pity you’ve been filling for so long? The unfortunate truth to dark moods is that they must ultimately be forgotten. Dwelling on the subject yields naught but more unhappiness. Talk to friends and family, work things out and achieve some understanding of why you feel the way you do, and then let it go. Depression is a habitual way of thinking, a perpetual downpour of negative emotion leading to nothing.
Plenty of things suck, and there’s more than enough out there to argue that our existence is meager at best and miserable at worst. Then you get together with your friends, go enjoy a nice meal, go do something stupid, experience flow and forget about yourself, if only for a minute. It passes, as all things do, and the worries come back. Eventually those pass, and once again you realize your true position as but a member of something so much larger. Extended isolation rarely yields positive thoughts.
go outside and throw a damn frisbee around
bring a dog
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My day

His Day

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judsontbranam asked: who runs this tumblr?
keith
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After a lifetime of poverty, constant hunger and little hope for the future, you finally see a glimmer of hope. Your family, your neighbors, your entire country has finally had enough and takes to the streets to dethrone the evil bastard who’s been ruining your, and everyone you know’s lives for thirty years.
The movement is to be a peaceful one, a non-violent demonstration as those you’ve heard about around the globe in years past. After hours of protest, feelings that you’re part of the change that will bring equality and happiness to your generation and those to come begin to glow. This is it. This is the turning point in your nation’s history, the birth of true democracy and freedom from the piss poor conditions you’ve been forced to endure. As you reflect, you hear yells from your brothers and sisters. The pro-government police have arrived. You hear an explosion, and that’s it. No more revolution, no more feeling, no more existence.

