Keep moving. Just keep going!




“She taught me that life goes on, 
and that I had a choice. 
To lament what I no longer had or be grateful for what remained.” 


 I've noticed something,
I've noticed that people are trying really hard,
to show people who they are through what they have,
instead of just being who they are.
I've noticed it and i'm sure you've noticed it too,
it's not a new thing, it's actually become quite normal,
i mean we all do it, i'm just not sure why.
Surely the easiest and most efficient way to show people who you are..
..is to be who you are.
We have got it all wrong, because we hide our gems,
and instead we project our fear.
Great. 
How pleasant.


I hate how something that was once so good and so pure,
can become so damaged and despicable,
within the blink of an eye.
Our minds are so powerful,
we really have the power to decide,
 what ever it is we need to decide,
 to keep moving.
To keep going.
It's on you,
 its all on you, 
at any given moment.

Woah,
 scary.

I guess that's what life's about,
because essentially our maturity is measured on the basis of our
reactions in specific moments in our lives,
triggers that could either have us labelled a murderer,
or a person who knows how to hold composure.

 So this is how i think of it,
it's about the O. 
it's either you Oscar yourself or you Oprah yourself,
either way, you gotta keep moving, 
because not only does time not wait for you,
but O's don't end either,
they keep going round and round,
much like the earth,
much like the village bicycle,
much like..well,
not life,
that eventually ends.
So just keep living, loving and learning as much as you can, 
literally,
until you die.

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