Take a note now in one of your journals, a note about the way you envision life and its grasp upon us. In a year or two reopen your journal and read that very entry.
If you still agree with what you wrote, something might be wrong.
-Man is susceptible to change, it is pure chaos that drives us and through a paradoxical way assures our understanding.
We must be forever seeking that which we cannot reach for this is the motive of our evolution.
How are we able to find progression if not by changing our ways into previously unimaginable channels of thoughts?
How many were the times when we defied every possibility of accepting the things we did not want, need or agree with? You said you'll never get married, never have kids, never lose contact with your first true friend.
Why do we accept these changes in our way of thinking if not for the fact that we also accept our evolution.
-Never should man be taking decisions based purely on a time defining the context.
As we step through life we take on the clothes of different men and we cease to recognize that which we once were. We deny it to the very roots of our persuasiveness and even choose to forget it, completely, until an event comes up, out from nowhere, and we are reminded.
Some things, if not most things, have multiple layers of truth and information to them. Influential people that present magnetism towards media-related journalists choose to have their vision blocked by a wall of reluctance once these journalists reveal their past mistakes, faults that had been made long before they were gifted with the knowledge they now posses; instead of choosing to visualize the incredible leap that manages to separate the person they once were from the person that they have become.
Always be sharp, do not let the details catch your thoughts but always be wary of them, as details make our life so complex, but when it comes to our purpose and role in this world the picture we get is one of the simpler ones.
I am disagreeing with so many of my previously conceived ideas. My brain has changed from the lego piece it used to resemble into a different one and now I have thoughts that don't fit in any longer.
Thursday, March 19
Monday, March 2
precisely, your honor
"Curiosity killed the cat, but she at least managed to meet the one who iced her. Either you go for the pudding or you stick to dry food for the rest of your life"
...exhibit B : it is heaven for kittens and Mittens the cat is transformed into a bugaboo, killing the man who...killed her.
- Precisely your honor
- I OBJECT -said the man with the funny hat- THE WITNESS HAS NO WAY OF KNOWING WHO WAS THE PERPETRATOR!
- Yes he can.
- NO HE CAN'T!
ORDER! ORDER IN THE COURTROOM! (DANG DANG DANG) - shouted the judge.
- Continue.
random#1 - Yes, call in the cat expert! He will be able to tell the truth.
random#2 - The cat expert will have a glass eye!
Upon hearing, the man with the funny hat takes the hat off and puts on a not-so-funny-looking one instead and begins throwing rotten tomatoes at the jury
- I WILL NOT ACCEPT THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOR IN MY COURTROOM MISTER MISTERIOUS! *(the man allegedly belonged to an imaginary state part of the Americas) - the judge shouted again.
"The doors to the courtroom slammed as the cat expert made his entrance. He made his way graciously through the rows and rows of attendees.
Holding his head up high, with his cat under his left shoulder and wearing a very intriguing grey colored suit, he gently took his seat next to his honor in the witness box. But it was his left eye that caught the attention of those in the enclosure, his eye sparkled reflecting every beam of light it caught, making it obvious that the nature of it was artificial (a glass eye)."
As he was about to speak, suddenly, a woman that had previously kept quiet next to all the other observers to the event, rose up and pierced her way closer to the witnesse's box. She then pulled out her gun and blasted the cat master's brains all over his honors clothes and face.
But the public was longing for a real answer to the question of the ability of the cat to reincarnate or not and all I did was turn everything into a psychological drama.
The woman revealed herself as a spy working for the soviet government when she shouted " Юрий Гагарин на военном авиапараде " just seconds before the security guards acted and shot her down. Her words, upon verification, translated into "da".
- The defense rests, your honor...
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