LV

In Retrospect

Revisiting my earlier blog posts, I realized, to me, most of them seem the same. Perhaps, after writing so many, in my mind, they bleed together as one. A plethora of streams of thought conjoin to form a vast ocean.

Pondering further, I noticed all of life revolves in this way. As the saying goes, "Nothing is new under the sun." I find myself circling back to the same trains of thought, telling storing and sharing ideas that I'm sure someone else has shared before. I am not creating anything. Whether by nature or nurture, my philosophies and characteristics were formed. I did not create them, for all I can do is alter what is already in existence. Likewise, I can only offer up my same thoughts, though I might slightly alter the viewpoint.

But that is all life is anyways.

As we continue our menial moment of existence, the earth continues rotating and the universe is in order. We spend our time on earth living different versions of the same day. Some are good while others are tragic. But our existence continues in the same pattern; we live another day, same as the one before it and same as the one that comes after. Until, finally, our short visit ends. Our vapor of a life is over. Though we may not have changed much, life still goes one. And it's a wonderful thing. 

LIV

Big Brother Is Watching

 With American government's surveillance, we are not free. Any concept of privacy and freedom once enjoyed is now gone. Apparently, we cannot prevent our own government from knocking on our door after a few simple Google searches. How long will this endure before we fight back?

If half the country decides to research how to make a makeshift bomb, whose door will they knock down first?

With the government's logic, our mortal enemies are those we live next to. Don't leave the house because you never know when your neighbor might launch a terrorist attack because apparently we cannot trust them. Essentially, with this constant monitoring, we are waging a war on ourselves--a war that cannot be won. 

LIII

Destined

History seems to be riddled with those destined to a life of isolation, heartache, and suffering. Tragically, those creators live their life seeking love, acceptance, and happiness. However, all joy seems to be fleeting, for pain is their lot in life.

Perhaps some people are simply destined to a life of tragically creating beauty. Is being destined to a life of pain and sadness really a tragedy or does it simply serve as a compliment to extreme beauty?  

LII

Just a Pit Stop

"People think of life as being so sacred and they feel like this is their only chance and they have to do something with their life and make an impact As far as I'm concerned, it's just a pit stop for the afterlife. It's just a little test to see how you can handle reality."

- Kurt Cobain

 

With the world of Hollywood fame being shoved down our throats, society claims we have to make an impact with our lives. Our importance is dependent upon our fame, fortune, or legacy. However, after we are gone, what good is fame and fortune? Is good karma not more important? If life truly is a glimpse into our eternity, we should look beyond the temporary, beyond the materialism. Instead of attempting to gather worldly possession, we should just live life to the fullest. Spread peace and love, for it reciprocates far greater good than money, power, and fame. 

LI

America Is Dead

Spiritually, America is detached. Mentally, disorders are on the rise, and our country has no treatment. Intelligently, we are hold no superiority. Morally, we have no specific direction. Politically, the good of the nation is overlooked for the sake of a personal or group agenda. Once a nation abundant with innovation, hard work, and promises of a better life, we are failing, simply gliding by on the accomplishes of others before us. We have no direction to go, except downwards. If the pattern continues, America might see a certain demise of a nation which the settlers and colonists fought so damn hard to keep. Now, America has become apathetic, blind to its own future potential. We lack passion, for there is no motivation driving us forward. With the coming of the technology age, there is a greater opportunity for ingenuity and innovation. However, creativity is overlooked. Where is the next generation of thinkers, doers, and innovators? We need a new revolution to ignite passion into a people so uncaring. However, if such a change is improbable, America might as well be dead.