On a cold February night, I was forced to adjust my focus.
In all black, you stood there face down.
Corners with their vignette, and optics rattled.
Up and down, going through the entire range.
We needed a panorama to capture it all.
I was only a boy, surrounded by the untouched.
Lost track of time.
Didn't remember the others joined.
The world seemed so quiet.
A blurry background and simple object at the forefront.
My eyes knew well.
My heart didn't.
The strike of an assassin.
Completely clueless.
You can have it.
Take it if you want.
It's not like I needed it.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Trading For A New Mask
Not much to update. I just felt like I should continue write.
Not much has been going on in my life as of late. I've just been keeping busy working temporary jobs here and there. The best thing to come out of all this free time is that I got to reconnect with some old friends and meet some really cool new people. 2010 has been a very crazy year for me so far. I learned there is a lot of evil out in the world, but once in a while you come across some form of love. It's important to recognize kindness when it is offered and put in an effort to hold onto it. I hope I've done more than my fair share of making this world a happier place. I have this desire inside to make everyone and everything around me happy and beautiful. I don't know quite how to accomplish this desire, but I hope that I have a positive influence on the world around me. I wish I had a set of well polished skills, or a platform to change things. I'm as boring and as normal as they come. I've also come to learn that I'm also slightly naive. People are not as they seem even if I want the world to be honest. I like to think I'm more passionate about things than the typical person. This double-edged sword has been used to benefit me, but at the same time it has hurt me.
I promised myself that I would put in some work trying to figure my life out this next week. A month of recovery seems ample. During these last two months, I learned that time heals all. It's a lesson well learned, but at the same time I feel like I am wasting time recovering. Why take the time to recover when I could be doing something? However, I fully understand this is a difficult world to live in, and I need to be at full strength to combat it.
I'm looking forward to the second half of 2010. It can't be any more painful than my first half.
Not much has been going on in my life as of late. I've just been keeping busy working temporary jobs here and there. The best thing to come out of all this free time is that I got to reconnect with some old friends and meet some really cool new people. 2010 has been a very crazy year for me so far. I learned there is a lot of evil out in the world, but once in a while you come across some form of love. It's important to recognize kindness when it is offered and put in an effort to hold onto it. I hope I've done more than my fair share of making this world a happier place. I have this desire inside to make everyone and everything around me happy and beautiful. I don't know quite how to accomplish this desire, but I hope that I have a positive influence on the world around me. I wish I had a set of well polished skills, or a platform to change things. I'm as boring and as normal as they come. I've also come to learn that I'm also slightly naive. People are not as they seem even if I want the world to be honest. I like to think I'm more passionate about things than the typical person. This double-edged sword has been used to benefit me, but at the same time it has hurt me.
I promised myself that I would put in some work trying to figure my life out this next week. A month of recovery seems ample. During these last two months, I learned that time heals all. It's a lesson well learned, but at the same time I feel like I am wasting time recovering. Why take the time to recover when I could be doing something? However, I fully understand this is a difficult world to live in, and I need to be at full strength to combat it.
I'm looking forward to the second half of 2010. It can't be any more painful than my first half.
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