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How consumed are you in yourself? How much of your own life do you focus on? Is that what we are supposed to be doing? I really don’t know the answer to that.

Whenever your vision and sight are limited to the very narrow scope of your own life, things that happen within that small realm seem so big. And some of us know nothing more to do than feel sorry for ourselves. Is that a bad thing? Don’t they tell us we should focus only on ourselves and no one else? Some people tell us that, right?

When you break the boundaries of that small circle which borders the area of your life, you enable yourself to look beyond it. You are then able to see within the perspective of another person’s life. It is then that you have a basis of comparison for your own experiences.

Sometimes I complain so much. I hate my life and most especially myself. However, I feel like this layer has been peeled off of me recently, and I can’t help but be thankful for what I have had to endure. More than one reasons have come to change my mindset about this.

1. I always felt pain is essential in life. Pain is what makes you a person who has the ability to impact someone very profoundly. Most people who have encountered many bouts of pain in their life tend to be the people with the biggest hearts. They can have this exterior which can scare and make someone run away from them, but they know what it’s like to feel hurt. Based on my own experiences, I have been humbled out in many areas because of the things I have been through. I know I wouldn’t ever do things to people that have been done to me because it doesn’t feel good. However, pain can also make you a distant and cold person, but I believe that you can do something about this if you really want to. The only challenge I find is that once you are so used to being a certain way, it becomes part of who you are. So, for me, it’s hard to change these characteristics, but I have hope that I can. Ultimately though, I believe pain is what makes you a stronger person. It’s this way with a child’s immune system. The more you expose a young child to little illnesses here and there, the stronger their immune system gets to fight these things off. Later they become unaffected by them. That is not to say you should go and take a child up to some sick person and let them breathe their air! Don’t do that!

2. Some people have it worse than you. I know this is always being said, but it’s true.

I’ve met a person recently who seemed very normal. I assumed this person must have lived a life that was mostly spent with happy experiences. They just seemed content. I have begun to learn more about this person, and the more we speak, the more I know about them…and it’s always a big surprise. This person has been through some of the worst pains that you can come across in life. Some of them have repeated themselves more than once. This person has seen things that you only hear about on strange or intense television specials or shows. However, I have not once, in any of the talks we have had, heard them say they hate life, or wish they didn’t live, or anything in relation to that. Most of all, they still have faith in something. Despite of every single thing they’ve endured, things that probably would have broken another person to pieces, they continue to live their life and still smile and never say that life sucks. They still see a future in their life. It really just blew my mind listening to everything this person was telling me.

It’s made me feel ashamed. Even though I feel like I can’t help it sometimes, feeling despaired by everything, I think this person has inspired me to try even harder. By looking at them, it seems it is more than possible to turn the tables. Of course, nothing can disappear and go away, but things have to be looked at with a different perspective. Instead of hating life for the crap that happens to you, you should think of it as something that might benefit you later, or might help someone else. For example, this person has changed the way I see things a little more than before, even though I haven’t told them this yet, it has. They have no idea that they have impacted me like this.

I also believe that things happen for a reason. It’s such a coincidence that this person would appear in my life at a time when I was dealing with things they have dealt with before in their life. It just feels like it happened for this reason.

So it’s true, the people placed in your life play a role. You will learn something from every single one of them. They will have an affect on you whether good or bad. But in the long run I believe it is always for a good reason in the end, and all you have to do is hold on and see what it is.


This is seriously one of the most beautiful art I’ve seen of Daisuke.



Ring with unicorn, heart, and lady, made in Germany or Italy, c.1550-1600 (source).



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There are young men and women up and down the land who happily (or unhappily) tell anyone who will listen that they don’t have an academic turn of mind, or that they aren’t lucky enough to have been blessed with a good memory, and yet can recite hundreds of pop lyrics and reel off any amount of information about footballers. Why? Because they are interested in those things. They are curious. If you are hungry for food, you are prepared to hunt high and low for it. If you are hungry for information it is the same. Information is all around us, now more than ever before in human history. You barely have to stir or incommode yourself to find things out. The only reason people do not know much is because they do not care to know. They are incurious. Incuriosity is the oddest and most foolish failing there is.
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Some dogs act like people and some people act like dogs.
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It’s much easier to humiliate, degrade and just generally shit all over someone, than it is to admit that you love them.
– Nathan, Misfits.  Most quotable character, ever.

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“When I was a little boy, it seemed to me that there were many moons. My grandmother had a moon, and my other grandmother had one too. We had a moon over backyard, and my best friend Art had moonlight in his bedroom from his moon. When we visited our relatives in Chicago, I was not surprised to discover their moon. Then one night, as we returned from a visit to my grandmother I watched out of the car’s back window and saw her moon follow us home. Her moon was our moon, there was just one moon! Now the sky seemed so empty.”





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