Sometimes it helps to see the brighter side of things and sometimes you can become lost while trying to always see the silver lining. lost between the ability to adapt and simply let go of small grievances to find your upside and the ability to use and gain something from someone in exchange for the small grievances they cause you. . . It's not that kind of silver lining...
It's hard to admit that you can't always see the silver lining, and that would make it that much harder to really face yourself and realize that you're actually looking at the grey dingy silver lining that lines the border between the reality of instant, but short-lived happiness that we created and have grown accustom to living, and the long-lived happiness that comes with honoring something more than yourself. selflessness. happiness. by honoring something more than the instant gratification that we've come to accept as means of "substantial" happiness for the few precious moments we have to ourselves after long hours of working just to live another day to play with the meaningless toys of transient happiness.
young children find joy in the simplest things, while I, myself have trouble remembering that kind of joy. That kind of joy feels far away, but it's not. We just have to look at why it's gone to get it back. as we grow older we begin to understand more the world that we have been thrusted into and adapt to fit this new age while simultaneously forgetting that we deserve a true lasting happiness. We are always looking for something more because we just have little tastes of happiness and can no longer find joy in small things. We cannot remember what imagination is like; cannot fathom keeping your mind busy with things you think up yourself when there are so many other people who can create better things with their minds. Come on guys, we aren't even giving ourselves a fighting chance. It's like we just agree to let "the man" take control of our lives and just agree that these temoporary fixes of little things that keep our attention will forever suffice.
No man can survive eating money. No man can live in the house he built in a Sims computer game, nor can he bathe in the SOUNDS of the ocean errupting from a side table alarm clock with "soothing sounds" and everything. We cannot communicate or befriend or connect with the fascinating creatures we see on the discovery channel, the ones that should be in our backyards or back country, where instead we have buildings and factories and trainyards and so forth.
Don't let the small, insignificant things bring you the "sufficient happiness", for you will dearly miss the sincere happiness you will find when you finally find freedom. Everything has been built to keep us from thinking and questioning our happiness, thinking and connecting thoughts and theories, to keep us from finding a way out..
Maybe this day will come soon, that we remember that we have been opressed and we will pull apart this intricately designed safe hold. Positivity is a good start. I ask please that we be extra cautious in these times not to become lost, and that we take extra consideration into thoughts before they turn into rash decisions. I'm skeptical about some of the things Barack Obama anounced at the inauguration, but things will unfold in due time, but he's right, we all must stand up and place a firm foot in history, stand up together and decide what WE ALL think is best for our lives. Stand up tall for something you believe and be heard, instead of being pulled into the current of casualities that walk around dead cuz they forget their purpose. They don't know they don't deserve the shit in exchange for innocent service.
Help a brotha out. Buy somebody lunch. Smile sometime. Be nice, you'll find it easier to find peace where there is no war. lmao. and try not to let fear of the unknown evolve into an angry fear that may further impede you on your road to something new and great. Laugh in the face of the unknown for your smile will brighten any day.
mad g kul. real spit from the top of the dome. take at least a little bit to heart please.
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I'm sorry to say that this doesn't really have anything to do with the book. Though I can kind of see where you are coming from with Virginia's writing and her insanity. And then the way that Mrs. Brown reads her works and she sees happiness in her works, and wonders about her insanity.
Ginger,
While your observations here are interesting, they are almost entirely off topic. Keep in mind that this blog has been created as a space to record your reactions to the reading--not to life in general.
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