there was a place,
I expected to go back there
but I never did
its not tragic…just sad.
This is so fucked up. These people’s addictions take over their lives and make them hurt the people they love the most. It is a sobering truth that exists…even if we choose to pretend that its not there. Addiction to any outside substance can make you into a crazy person, doing things you wouldn’t normally do…because you are motivated by something primal. These people become so obsessed with the high that they will do anything to get it. They are slaves to this visceral desire within themselves to get away from reality.
I think there is a little bit of this desire to escape in all of us…
It just depends…
how far down the rabbit hole you want to go?
…in a room with sunlight streaming in the window and a steaming cup of tea waiting for you on the table for when the song ends.
Let your brother laugh at your silly moves…letting loose brings you so much joy so you don’t care.
Spinning like a top in those wool socks on the dark hardwood floor
These are the moments you live for
“In every moment of life, think higher and feel deeper”.
“If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you.”
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about change. Things in nature change their behavior just from our observation of them.
How then, is this same concept applied to people?
How do we change when we know other people are watching?
How are we different when we know we are alone?
What motivates us to change…or stay the same?