Monday, June 27, 2011

Speak as if No One is listening.

Because it's more accurate then speaking as if anyone is listening.

Even if people hear what you are saying or read what you write, the chances that they will understand your words anywhere close to how you understand them are so very remote.

If only we realized how different we are from each other, we would not be so surprised when differences emerged.

I may like a similar thing as you do, but my reasons for liking it are nowhere near the same as your reasons. People assume too much that we are similar and are always disappointed when they realize the truth that we are not.

It is better to assume we are different and be pleasantly surprised when we are the same.

Life is not either happy or sad. You will be happy and sad no matter what you do and choose, even if you choose what is good. Even if you choose what is boring.

And if you choose the boring and good way, it will eventually no longer be boring, but always nice.

Boring is good. Don't be evil.

Don't be evil.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Too many children.

Everyone acts like children. Everyone is so whiny and self-centered.

No one grows up anymore. I think we're going to die.

I think part of being an adult is realizing that you are going to die and that it really could happen at any time.

You are not magical. You are not destined for something amazing. You are like everyone else who has just died randomly and for no reason at all.

Life is not exciting and shouldn't be exciting.

Exciting is what destroys us. Exciting is what kills our peace.

There is not a shortcut to happiness.

Happiness is a slow process and anything exciting is a lie because it says you will be happy now.

I can guarantee you won't be.

Grow up. Don't get excited. Don't get upset over the small littleness of day to day troubles. Learn well the things that will keep you together.

Learn well the way to live forever.

Chaos is empty. Anything exciting is hollow.

Grow up.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

I am the worst person alive.

That isn't true, but there are bad things inside me.

Most people are worse than me.

I never would have said that before, but too many people have told me what's inside them and it's a lot darker than what's inside me, mostly because they don't see how evil it is.

The darkest hate is the kind you won't admit you have.

Still, I am horrible. Horrible, terrible, horrible.

I'm a whiny child inside, and that's not cool.

I throw fits if I don't get what I want, and that's not cool.

I am better than most people(everyone will hate me for saying it), but I am not good enough.

I am not good enough. But I am still better than you.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Am I silly? No. I am amazing.

What is going on here? You might ask.

I will answer. A blog post.

How boring of an answer.

BUT AT LEAST I DIDN'T LIE TO YOU.

Sometimes people think there are only two options. Awesome! or Boring :/.

There are actually 7 options.

1. Superfuckingawesome.

2. Supernotfuckingawesome.

3. I hate my life.

4. I have to kill someone.

5. Teletubbies rule.

6. I need some alchoholz.

7. All good children go to heaven.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY LISTS DON'T MAKE SENSE?

I will eat your dog.

The truth is that I am better than everyone.

I have met everyone in the entire world and known inside me that I am a better person than they are.

Most of them will tell me, too.

They will say, 'Master, forgive me for doubting you.'

I will say, 'Yes, my child. You are forgiven.' And I will smile. :D

You might think this post has no meaning and no direction, BUT YOU ARE WRONG.

All the words I say have meaning.

My life means something.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

20SB vlog day vlog

you might want to TURN DOWN YOUR VOLUME. there is a loud buzzing or something in the background.

Back from the Dead.

Once I was dead, but now I am not dead. I had a dream that I was hollow, but I am not dreaming anymore.

There is Life inside me.

I am alive, and you aren't.

This blog is new. I don't know if I'm keeping it.

It depends on 5 things.

1. Does God love me?

2. Do I love myself?

3. Does hot food burn my mouth?

4. Do I like lists?

5. There are five things in this list.

I guess I'm keeping it.

I thought I didn't like lists, but I definitely do.

This is my new blog. Eat it up.