Terxpahseyton
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Let's get the cliché right out of the way.
"A diary is only for whimsy teenage girls having to reflect on their self-indulgent small and over-dramatic feelings of being liked and getting laid and loved and chasing childish dreams"
All those things are probably somewhat true.
But a diary is sooo much more.
Here is my opinion: I don't believe in destiny, I don't believe in a higher purpose. I don't believe in things connecting to a magical point.
What I do believe in - The moment, feelings, personal conditioning and the power of reflection.
I believe we all are chaotic bundles of sensitive impressionable small beings fed up until wanting to puke out of indigestible sensation. I believe we all are sorta chaotic and direction-less and lost. Some more than others. At perhaps even long times some are not while others may be all the time.
But I believe you should not let this drag yourself into stupid stereotypes based on hierarchy rather than reality.
What I am trying to say: I think none of us fall into the way they are 'supposed' to go. Some may feel to for a time - but no one will be glued to it.
I think that however well or bad you feel about your way - there is alway immense room for exploration and success in doing such exploration.
I think nature throws a dice; but the mind enables us to trick the role of it.
However - to do so - you need to be aware of yourself. You need to reflect on what is going, on what happened, what touched you, what drives you, what are you, what makes you, what you hate, despair, love and adore and ponder.
And frankly - I think the only way to properly do so is to keep a diary.
So... who does keep a diary? And who will?
"A diary is only for whimsy teenage girls having to reflect on their self-indulgent small and over-dramatic feelings of being liked and getting laid and loved and chasing childish dreams"
All those things are probably somewhat true.
But a diary is sooo much more.
Here is my opinion: I don't believe in destiny, I don't believe in a higher purpose. I don't believe in things connecting to a magical point.
What I do believe in - The moment, feelings, personal conditioning and the power of reflection.
I believe we all are chaotic bundles of sensitive impressionable small beings fed up until wanting to puke out of indigestible sensation. I believe we all are sorta chaotic and direction-less and lost. Some more than others. At perhaps even long times some are not while others may be all the time.
But I believe you should not let this drag yourself into stupid stereotypes based on hierarchy rather than reality.
What I am trying to say: I think none of us fall into the way they are 'supposed' to go. Some may feel to for a time - but no one will be glued to it.
I think that however well or bad you feel about your way - there is alway immense room for exploration and success in doing such exploration.
I think nature throws a dice; but the mind enables us to trick the role of it.
However - to do so - you need to be aware of yourself. You need to reflect on what is going, on what happened, what touched you, what drives you, what are you, what makes you, what you hate, despair, love and adore and ponder.
And frankly - I think the only way to properly do so is to keep a diary.
So... who does keep a diary? And who will?