“He asked me why I didn’t argue back, and I said i don’t feel the need to, and he said it’s because I don’t have anything to say. I said I have everything to say, I just don’t need to prove a point. You do. I have my own opinion, and I don’t feel the need to leave a mark on you.”—Me
If you are going to attack my idealism with realism
I WILL COMBAT YOU WITH MORE IDEALISM HEHEHE
Hey realists, describe to me what reality is.
Describe to me the objectivity of it. Is it not but a social construct that does not exist? Describe to me what common sense is. Describe to me what it feels like to have the same knowledge as everyone else in the world. Describe to me what it feels like to know what others know. You can never form your own opinion that way, you only live within the boundaries of the majority opinion.
The law of superposition says there is no objective reality. Only subjectivity exists.
Describe to me what subjectivity is. You see it, you understand the concept of it, but do you believe in it? Or must you push your realism onto mine? Our perceptions differ, but you insist on telling me yours is correct instead of having an open-minded philosophical discussion.
Tell me what your realism will do for the world. Will it push the world forward?
I’m intrigued by your black and white thinking. It is not that I don’t agree. I completely see your perspective, but I build from it. I will not be limited by it. I will challenge it with as much willpower as I have. That’s how the world changes. Realism only keeps the world where it has been. You need idealism to change the world. You need creation, passion, unconventional thinking, dreams. I get it, you live in the realm of possible. I do too. I just turn the impossible into possible. Nothing has ever been set in stone - everything is full of possibility. Should I be scolded for wanting to turn my left-field dreams into reality? Because it isn’t just a desire, it happens.
So realist, have you ever known what it was like to live outside the box, to live beyond conventional means, and pursue those dreams of yours? Have you? What are your dreams? Or do you work all day paying off bills? Because I do too, but I don’t fail to neglect my dreams. I run after them. I live them. So tell me what’s so special about realism.
"In school they never taught xyz about life and love"
That’s the point.
You learn life all for yourself, through your own unique experiences and the places you grow up and the people you surround yourself with. There isn’t a handbook for life, and if there was, how could it help you? Everyone’s experiences are different. Everyone has different feelings, and through that, we develop our own thoughts and perceptions. It’s like they say, there’s two sides to every story. One’s perception is not the same as another. Perceptions can come close, they can be quite similar, but they are never exactly the same. That’s the beauty in it. Nothing is ever the same twice. Actually, here’s food for thought. History doesn’t repeat itself.
We’re all unique. We aren’t a simple math equation. Everything we learn in school is only designed to help us form our own perceptions. What kind of world would it be if everyone used the same mechanism to handle the problems in our lives? Are we robots? Are we all the same? Would you really, actually, want to be stripped of your individuality? You wouldn’t. You just want a reason for this pain in your life. You need a quick fix for the negative that consumes your life.
But you let whatever it is consume your life. It is not the education system, it is not your friends, and it is not your mother that determine your life. It is you. It is your perceptions. It is how you handle what is thrown at you that becomes the determining factor of how your life will be led.
Have patience with the pain in your life. Don’t beg for solutions. Happiness will come to you, the world has an uncanny way of returning the best to you, but only if you see the world with kind eyes. Let yourself feel lonely. Hurting is good for you, but only if you let it be. Appreciate what you are going through, and use the pain as a souvenir of the strength you have while going through the struggle.
We compare our lives to the lives of others. We judge people’s pain by comparing it to ours. We victimize ourselves. Maybe you do have it harder than the normal being. So, fucking, what? But then again, how can you truly, and fully ever grasp someone’s pain? Just because you have seemingly been through worse, does that give you the right to entitle yourself …at the cost of demeaning others? Does that make you feel good? Everyone constantly wants credit for how much pain they’ve been through, as if it’s an indication of one’s worth. It’s what one does with the pain and how one overcomes it that matters, otherwise one is just simply forever dented by it. I hate when people say, “If it makes you feel any better, I’m sad.” No. No it fucking doesn’t. I don’t want you to have pity for me, nor do I want to ruminate together. What is a normal human being, anyway? People get so carried away with having a sob story to tell. People dig for sympathy. Unless you have the courage and effort to heal yourself, then nothing else matters, because your life will always remain the same as it has always been. So instead of using the past to understand the present, let the present direct you into the unwritten future. Otherwise, yes, the history will repeat itself, under that set of perceptions.
“One day, you’ll see the love that I have in my heart will bring the world to a better place. All I want is for everyone to be genuinely happy and to love themselves, and to rid themselves of their fears. That’s all, and then all this passion for life and meaning is uncovered. People are driven to succeed, instead of motivated by fear. People can finally be themselves.”—Me
“He’s upset because society tells him it’s not okay but there is no societal image, people create it. It’s just a majority’s opinion and it’s up to you whether you or not you want to be controlled by it. You can either feed the opinion or you can create your own and go touch the world with your own opinion.”—Me
Did you know that elephants are very emotional? They adopt stray dogs and help out animals. I think that elephants are more humane than most people are. Do you know that elephants mourn their dead? They gather and mourn, I think they’re the most beautiful animals. They also make alcohol in their trunks, they drink to forget.
You’re one of the kindest people I’ve met. You are as kind as an elephant.
I look at people and I see in their eyes who they’re trying to be and who they actually are, and if they are making an effort to change or if they are just putting on a front for others, and I look at people, and wonder where they’ve been and where they are going, and what they are sorry for - what they will never forgive themselves for, I look at people and wonder what they miss, and what gives them hope and so I must ask you today, what gives you hope, and what will you do to make sure you never lose it?
When I first saw him, I wonder what kind of life I had been living before I had met him, even before we had exchanged words because the feelings were already filling the room. Am I able to elucidate the magnificent creature that he is? I’ll start with this - he is the most beautiful human being that I have ever interacted with and it’s absolutely exhilarating, each and every time that I am surrounded by his never-ending, pure presence. But it isn’t his illuminating eyes or his soft fingertips that make him beautiful. They’re contributors, of course, but it’s much more than that. It’s his endless laughter, it’s this driving force that I see in him, this craving for life that can never be pleased. It’s the way he gently glances over and meets with the gaze of your eye, and it’s this sense of innocence, of promise, of everything he can do to help another’s being with a simple look. He is a whirl of enthusiasm, not sure where it begins, but it’s spinning outrageously. He is a waterfall - beautiful, intense, always moving, a connector between the uncontrollable busy streams and the still, peaceful river. And surrounded by the waterfall is just a bunch of forest animals peeking out of the branches and bushes playing hide and seek.
He is passion. He is the beauty of the world. He is the first butterfly you see after the last snowfall. He is the song you sing at the top of your lungs with all the heart that you have. He is the kindhearted classmate in Kindergarten that lent you his crayons. He is the humaneness of this society. He is the knowledge the rest of the world hasn’t discovered yet. He is the creation of something new. He is the love hiding in unexpected corners. He is the inspiration the world needs.
It’s the need I see in him to push the world in the direction it needs to head. He’s absolutely visionary. And with one look, I can tell he’s saying, “I won’t be put into your boxes, your rules, your expectations. I won’t be unremembered. I’ve got some brilliant ideas that I will spill to the world. I’ve already cheated death. I won’t stop, I refuse to stop until I leave an imprint on this world. So, what are you going to do with me?”
And what does he have to offer? Everything.
He is a hero, and the world needs him now more than ever.
“I’m not a doormat when it comes to him. Everybody knows this. I’m not a doormat. It’s not that I’m not willing to let go or that I’m holding on for dear life. It’s just that I’m waiting and being patient. Most relationships, friendships, whatever, they don’t work out because people expect too much. They expect people to work according to how they want them to. But I don’t want him to do what I want, I’d never want that for myself. It’s finding a balance, it’s a dance, of finding a medium. And then before you know it, both of you meet in the middle. That’s how successful relationships work. You accommodate so that both sides win.”—Me
"you will bring wonderful california/montana pizzazz to hawaii!" "i am going to bring my unique combination of backcountry mountain man and hippy california raver/surfer influence to the islands! then what will be added to me?" "the knowledge that you are able to move people with your presence! i think the people who are most loving have nothing to receive, not because they are greedy or they are better, but because they already have the tools, and now they’re giving back to the world, because it’s important to share what you have attained. so it’s like sharing a full tank with others, so…like carpooling instead of driving in a cool 2012 car by yourself :)" "yes i agree, if ones heart is full, they are not seeking and if their heart is full they are happy and happy people want to share their happiness!"
"You know how they say people don’t actually change you? They just inspire you? Well he was the tipping point. It’s as if I became the person that I’ve always wanted to be and should’ve been just ….in an instant. Everything just suddenly changed, and then it’s been a gradual process since then. And I think being separate from him and not seeing him was good not only for him, but for me. It allowed me to realize that I would still keep growing, that I had turned all the times I had with him into permanent growth for myself and that I would continue to be this person despite whether or not he was in my life. That I didn’t just become this person because of him or because I wanted to be good enough for him. I’ve become even more genuine since then, because having to deal with the lack of communication with him led me to even better coping mechanisms, and it was something new and refreshing to handle while i had a lot of emotions on the line. And he’s changed as well, and then we’ll meet again and it’ll be as if we’re two new people, but we’ll still be the same people we’ve always known."
"It’s like..if he asked me out, then I would hesitate because I would be thinking of Bryan. But if Bryan asked me out, I would say yes in a heartbeat. But it doesn’t matter if Bryan and I date or not..because I just love him. And it doesn’t matter if he loves me back. I’m not concerned about being loved back. I just want to love. I want to be able to be in his life, as often or as scarce as he lets me. I just want to be his friend." "You’re actually in love with him, you really are. That’s real love, when you don’t expect someone to love you back. And it’s inspiring." "I think even if Bryan and I didn’t date, it would be fine. Because then it just means we’re for each other in another lifetime, just not this one." "That’s the cutest thing anyone has ever said. I totally believe in fate and soulmates. And some things in life just aren’t coincidences. And you’re one of the most intuitive people I’ve ever met and you’re so smart and I completely believe you."
Being passive aggressive is one of the most ugliest traits you could ever have. If you cannot be assertive, it is worse than being passive or aggressive.
People who are passive aggressive are either upset at your actions or they believe that they are correct and want you to see the situation for how they perceive it. If you want someone to understand your point of view, confront them, say something about it. Don’t be passive aggressive in order to try and get the other’s attention, because chances are, people will ignore how passive aggressive you are, because it’s a hole that you have dug and they don’t want to be a part of it.
And it’s not that you aren’t right, or that they are dismissing you because they don’t care about you, they are dismissing your attitude with how you approach a problem. People hold different perspectives, and neither is right nor wrong. They just are different.To be passive aggressive means to be immature. It doesn’t resolve anything, and it only hurts you in the end.
So many people exist in this world with an insatiable need for money and power. I just want happiness. I want to explore. I want to learn. I just want to be able to give love to everyone, to strangers that I’ll never meet, to people who believe they do not deserve love.
I love everyone all the time that it’s hard for me not to cherish and admire each and every single human being I come across.
To live humbly. To believe that everyone can teach you something, and to open your mind and forget yourself so that you can learn what it is they are teaching. People are so sure of themselves all the time, I love the questions. I love when people provide me a completely different perspective. Too many people are so prideful of themselves. Real love for oneself is humble, light, fluid. So, what are all of these people teaching? They normally aren’t, overtly. But it is the way we view our interactions with others. It is a certain look, a certain feel, a certain essence. It is to let go of oneself and focus on the other, an act of understanding, to want to swim in the depths of others, the process of knowing someone, to see their flaws and to love them - that is the art of learning.
To briefly enter the soul of another. To merely glance at the beauty of another’s magnificent mind. To feel the locked up doors of another’s hearts and also the leaps of faith that extend from the heart.
When was the last time you engaged in this kind, this specific kind, of learning?
My eyes are constantly satiated with wonder, a love for others, a curiosity for the world, and a secret galaxy full of imagination coming to life. And sometimes, I wonder how I am able to squeeze so much into a look, into a childlike wonder that is packed into a pair of dreamy little eyes. I wonder if it’s obvious to others - some tell me that it is. I wonder what they’re thinking. Do they even know what I’m thinking?
I bet they’re wondering how I am so focused on so many various factors at once. I ponder how they know that I’m existing in both reality and fantasy all at once, but…I wouldn’t mind existing in fantasy forever. Fantasy is misery for those who cannot handle their potentially expansive minds.
You see. I like being around people who exist in fantasy too. It’s a sense of mutual understanding.
“I love this quality of yours, appreciating the little things and getting generally excited and happy. I really like gifts and the best gifts are the ones given unintentionally, whether it’s a promise of a future , or hope or a hint of love or understanding. Most people with emotions as often as yours are selfish and spoiled, rotten somehow. You experience the world with this childlike purity. You’re like a veela. Those are the forest nymphs, beautiful and charming, glowing in the night that fight like amazons if angered. They help out travelers and those who are lost, but you are definitely a child of the forest.”—Milena