I can't imagine a world in which distractions don't exist.
Or one in which the malice minded don't and won't persist.
I know that this whole topic is somewhat cliche, but it's hard for me to convey my thoughts in any form other than through a keyboard, so I hope you'll indulge me as I let my mind wander.
Has anyone ever really stopped to think, "What is God?"
I know I have. I often find myself wondering, is he this imaginary friend that I openly detest in order to seem more intelligent, or is he more than that. Surely there has to be some guiding force in life, other than a pathological need to procreate, of course. Do I believe in an all powerful being? I couldn't tell you. I know I believe in something, and I don't know if that's fate, or if it's love, or if it's God, or if it's nothing. All I know, or well, all I think I know, is that everybody is put here for a reason, whether it's to even out the good with their bad, or to make others happy. Everyone is meaningful, and there's no other truth than that. The cynics will tell you that the thorns must be cut from the roses, but something tells me that those thorns are there for a reason; so that those who are courageous enough to take the rose are set apart from those who aren't. I don't know whether or not everyone gets the chance to grab their rose, or if some fail and back away at the first sign of blood, but I think I know that everyone gets a chance. Everyone gets a chance to grab their rose. What more is life than a beautiful assortment of colors, people, things, ideas? Not much more, from what I've seen. I haven't found much of a reason for people to be cruel to one another, either. For if we are all living in the same massive garden, what need is there for us to try to push one another out? I see no point. I couldn't tell you whether or not there's enough room in the garden, but I don't really think that matters. Everyone has something to share, don't they? I think it would be kind of hard to share with someone if you weren't in their general vicinity.
I know I'm just a 17 year old somebody in a world full of over seven billion other somebodies, but something tells me that my thoughts are just as important as everyone else's, maybe more or less noble, more or less intelligent, more or less. Have you noticed that our society has become so numb to the aspect of growing up that we actually read books, stories, about other kids growing up in school? I really feel horrible when we do that. Here they are, presented with some life altering decision that they have to make, and here I sit, at a desk, reading a book, pretending that I live even somewhat of a troubled existence when in reality I'm just some middle class suburban kid who happens to have slightly above average IQ, which I constantly overplay, by the way, incase you hadn't noticed. I want that chance, the chance to go out and experience, to go out and grow up. I feel like I've been robbed of that. My life has no adventure. The closest I get to adventure is when I actually get to read a somewhat decent book outside of school, and even then, that isn't even my own adventure. I envy those who get to step outside their comfort zones, and do things with their lives that other people could never even dream of doing. Skydiving, camping, hiking, hunting, loving, writing. There are so many things which are so much more fulfilling in life than sitting in class and reading a book that you don't care about, and yet there we sit, because some guys a couple hundred years ago decided that we were going to be an organized society instead of just a bunch of free willed, free spirited, HAPPY, individuals. So instead, we sit here and argue about the fact that we should just give up, it's too late to change. Wrong, it's never too late to change.
I don't recall the last time someone dropped a magnet, wanted to recharge it, and said, "Oh well, it's been uncharged for this long already, what's the point in trying to recharge it?" You know why? Because we know what will happen. The magnet will recharge, why? Because we've seen it happen before. The only reason that we're afraid to change as a society is because none of us have any idea what would happen in the event that anyone actually tried to do anything.
Needless to say, I've gotten incredibly off topic, but I guess that's what happens when you let your mind wander as much as I do. I have no idea where I'm going to post this, or if I will at all, maybe these thoughts should just be for me, because the last thing I need is for anyone to tell me that I'm wrong, because that's all any of you people ever do, is tell me that I'm wrong. Disregard any run on sentences, they are the byproducts of run-on thoughts.
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