NearokA
09-09-2004, 07:05 PM
Whoa, these forums are deader than having sex with Miss Paxy on a saturday night. (Right then, you know I'm just kidding Jules, hehe, but I was not kidding about the sex part. If ever you need a manwhore to brighten your day, look no further than me :icon_date )
Right. Okay, on to business. So my life is a life of loneliness, but whose isn't? Given my childhood background, it was sort of forced upon me and while I'm all grown up now, it just never occured to me to remedy it. I generally live in the dark. It's better that way. There aren't so many distracting colors, just black, white, and grey. So anyway, I get up every morning and take the bus to school. And I observe people, very diligantly.
I found that there are all sorts of people. There are some that are lonely like me and keep to themselves, there are those that are very loud and energetic, and there are those that sort of whisper here and there. But regardless, I find that all these people are the same in one way. They are all wooden puppets.
So many strings attached. So many. Let me name a few: emotion, inclination (desire), and materialism. And from these, you can start to see that they would branch out to become myriads of strings. People are guided by these strings. Like puppets, the string tells them what to do and where to go. For instance: money. Now, when someone asks to borrow money and it seems they really need it, I usually give to them if I have it. I've given as much as $10 cash to people. And of course, being me, I never ask them to pay me back. If they have moral principles, they should pay me back, but I would never bother them to do so. And many people on these forums will say something like well it's money, and it was my money and if I given it to someone, I expect to be reinbursed. I would reply, yes, you're quite right. However, the thing is money is only used to buy more needless materials. And in turn, you will spend all your time keeping these materials looking brand new and worrying about defects and the likes. And this will cause you many many fits of anger and fustration down the road. People have such a facination for materialistic things, and I never understood that. Is it really worth yelling at someone over a scratched cd? Hell, I don't even yell at people when they dent my car (accidentally of course). I just say, shit happens, be more careful next time.
So you might be asking yourself, where the hell is nearoka going with this thread? Well, these scary puppets are the things which keep me away. I don't want to get caught in their web. But I was looking at these images of Keira. And of course, it always puts a smile on my face. And my poor heart begins to melt. I stop thinking, and start feeling. It's kind of a weird phenomenon. I guess love will do that sort of thing to you. It would seem that the more I look at these images, the more I would fall in love.
And so yesterday, when I took the bus, I didn't see puppets anymore. I saw people. And instead of focusing on all their faults, I focused on their good qualites. For instance, I would say to myself, o that girl has lovely hair, or that guy keeps a cool atitude even if the next moment they argue about something as stupid as a pair of knicked boots. I think this love for Keira has made me think more optimistically about the world. Maybe it's because it makes me feel so happy, or perhaps I just stopped caring about how other people live their lives. This gift of love has made my life for the better. And so, from the bottom of my heart I say, Thank you Keira.
And of course paxy is going to want discussion. So, how has Keira's love changed your life?
Right. Okay, on to business. So my life is a life of loneliness, but whose isn't? Given my childhood background, it was sort of forced upon me and while I'm all grown up now, it just never occured to me to remedy it. I generally live in the dark. It's better that way. There aren't so many distracting colors, just black, white, and grey. So anyway, I get up every morning and take the bus to school. And I observe people, very diligantly.
I found that there are all sorts of people. There are some that are lonely like me and keep to themselves, there are those that are very loud and energetic, and there are those that sort of whisper here and there. But regardless, I find that all these people are the same in one way. They are all wooden puppets.
So many strings attached. So many. Let me name a few: emotion, inclination (desire), and materialism. And from these, you can start to see that they would branch out to become myriads of strings. People are guided by these strings. Like puppets, the string tells them what to do and where to go. For instance: money. Now, when someone asks to borrow money and it seems they really need it, I usually give to them if I have it. I've given as much as $10 cash to people. And of course, being me, I never ask them to pay me back. If they have moral principles, they should pay me back, but I would never bother them to do so. And many people on these forums will say something like well it's money, and it was my money and if I given it to someone, I expect to be reinbursed. I would reply, yes, you're quite right. However, the thing is money is only used to buy more needless materials. And in turn, you will spend all your time keeping these materials looking brand new and worrying about defects and the likes. And this will cause you many many fits of anger and fustration down the road. People have such a facination for materialistic things, and I never understood that. Is it really worth yelling at someone over a scratched cd? Hell, I don't even yell at people when they dent my car (accidentally of course). I just say, shit happens, be more careful next time.
So you might be asking yourself, where the hell is nearoka going with this thread? Well, these scary puppets are the things which keep me away. I don't want to get caught in their web. But I was looking at these images of Keira. And of course, it always puts a smile on my face. And my poor heart begins to melt. I stop thinking, and start feeling. It's kind of a weird phenomenon. I guess love will do that sort of thing to you. It would seem that the more I look at these images, the more I would fall in love.
And so yesterday, when I took the bus, I didn't see puppets anymore. I saw people. And instead of focusing on all their faults, I focused on their good qualites. For instance, I would say to myself, o that girl has lovely hair, or that guy keeps a cool atitude even if the next moment they argue about something as stupid as a pair of knicked boots. I think this love for Keira has made me think more optimistically about the world. Maybe it's because it makes me feel so happy, or perhaps I just stopped caring about how other people live their lives. This gift of love has made my life for the better. And so, from the bottom of my heart I say, Thank you Keira.
And of course paxy is going to want discussion. So, how has Keira's love changed your life?