Sporadic thoughts are nothing to be feared. I personally find them helpful in terms of creative writing. You think so much because you have so much to say. If you're truly looking for help, I can give you some advice. It won't be the best since I'm in no way a doctor or psychiatrist, but... I think you're hiding within your mind. Whatever it is you're afraid to say, don't be. Your thoughts swim because they have nowhere to go. I say write about it. Whatever it is... write about it.
Once more into the fray.
Into the last good fight
I'll ever know.
Live and die on this day.
Live and die on this day.
- Jon Treloar
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RE: I think so much EVERYDAY my head hurts...(Help)
The Love Piece ("life" as a metaphor) Let me hear yours!
So, the site crashed yesterday and... took away my last post, so here it is again... sort of.
Life is like a puzzle. The picture, unknown to us, is a portrait of ourselves. We spend our lives collecting these beautiful pieces from every little joyous moment. The first time you heard your mothers voice, the first friend you ever made, achieving your greatest dream, etc. These pieces are beautiful and, for some, are in abundance which can make up most of that puzzle. But, for many, there are these little smudged pieces from times that were not so happy. Your first heartbreak, family tragedy, untimely sicknesses, etc. These -- although not ideal and more than likely not favored -- still add to your portrait as a part of you. Each and every one of those pieces come together to create the picture of a beautiful human being who can stand before the world with a purpose, yet still feel completely incomplete.
There you stand... nearly finished with one final piece left in your hand. You look at your puzzle and see exactly where that piece should fit... and you try your hardest to complete it, but... for some reason it doesn't seem to match. That, my friend, is because that piece does not belong to you. It belongs to someone else who may very well be on their last piece as well. Beyond any comprehension of logic in faith, you will one day find each other. And when you do, you trade... and you spend the rest of your lives explaining the pieces of your puzzles until you both know every inch of both by heart. Then, should god will it, you start your own puzzle. That, is the story of the love piece.
I feel like it was better when I first wrote it, but I didn't remember exactly how I worded it, so this is sort of like a poor second edition, but... it's alright I guess. Thank you for reading. If you have an analogy of your own, I would love to hear it.
Finish this: Falling in love is like...
To me, falling in love is truly like a dream. You never remember how it starts, but you love every second of it. Then, when you wake up, you forget most of what happened except for the end. You can try all day to remember those happy moments, but they just seem to have faded for good, leaving that bitter taste in your mouth that it's over. And then, eventually, you forget about it and move on.
By that logic, to truly fall in love with someone for eternity, you'd have to die in your sleep. Forever locked within that world of dreams where nothing is wrong and there is nothing you wouldn't/couldn't do for the person you love.
But, that's of course an opinion. So, finish the line. To you, falling in love is like...
RE: What is your goal in life? What is your wildest dream that just drives your every aspiration?
@Zen00 I personally don't think we take it for granted. I think, more than anything, a lot of us fear it because genuine happiness often leads to genuine sadness. That's the way I see it anyways. So, for your goal in life being to seek it out in its truest sense I applaud you. I truly hope you reach that goal.
What is your goal in life? What is your wildest dream that just drives your every aspiration?
For me, it's simple. As the new name suggests, I want to leave a lasting impression on whoever I meet or whoever should hear my words. I want to be remembered and spoken of for years after my death. When my existence and everything I am fades into oblivion, I want my name and my impact on this world to be remembered for eternity, by either the world or those few I touch.
It could very well be seen as impossible or stupid to some people, but a dream is a dream for a reason. It's a road map. A target to aim for so that, should I fall short, I am still something to behold when all is said and done.
Anyways, that's mine. What is your goal? What pushes you to struggle through this thing we like to call life? Is it love? A quest for peace? Let me know. I'd love to hear it.