Comment on What DO YOU THINK your age is? by niteangel
indeed... my family always tells me "when you were a kid you were always happy: what happened to you?"
I just tell 'em same 'ol answer: "I grow up and realized there was few to laugh about"
True that I grow up. But probably I grow up too soon and too much.
Yes, this brings some good things: some people trust me and several times put themselves completly in my arms... it somehow feels like you should really be a good person if somehow does that.
But I cant stop askin myself if it's worth the price.
Kids got it all. They are happy, still they want to learn everything. Once they know enough, they realize there's nothing to be happy about. Not in this world. Not these days.
I just tell 'em same 'ol answer: "I grow up and realized there was few to laugh about"
True that I grow up. But probably I grow up too soon and too much.
Yes, this brings some good things: some people trust me and several times put themselves completly in my arms... it somehow feels like you should really be a good person if somehow does that.
But I cant stop askin myself if it's worth the price.
Kids got it all. They are happy, still they want to learn everything. Once they know enough, they realize there's nothing to be happy about. Not in this world. Not these days.
Maybe it is not the time or rational to think if it's worth the price. After all you have it like that now, and so it's about how to make the most out of that.
But still, there is never the time when learning ends. There is so much to learn and see, that one would never find all the knowledge during their lifetime. Happiness, therefore, is always there.
But still, there is never the time when learning ends. There is so much to learn and see, that one would never find all the knowledge during their lifetime. Happiness, therefore, is always there.
indeed. time's a learnin as well as time's a changin. although nobody changes. but you're right it's not the time to think about it.
but maybe it's time to doubt about it
a question asked with the heart: what do you do when what you learnt tears you down? what do you do when you see people drowning in blind sufferences and dont seem to be interested or even believe in what the cause of their pain is?
Someone defined me a psy-vampyre in a old meant way: relieving some of people's pain makin myself charge of some or all of their sufferings. It makes me feel good, or somehow useful, but this last 3 and more months spent in phisical pain it makes me believe im not gonna last long this way, but on the other hand what can I do... "we cannot deny who we are".
I'd like to close this reply with a quote I love a lot:
Every artist is a cannibal,
every poet is a thief:
all kill their inspiration
and sing about the grief.
Paul Hewson
In moments like this of heavy sufferings, both phisical and psichical, I feel that this words are true. I wrote some songs in this last month (just started em to be true), and all of them looks nice. It's always the same, there's no heaven without a hell.
As I used to say "if you dont know what real pain is, you will never realize what beauty really is". As you probably know, if you dont stoop low you never realize that the things you have at reach of hand thinkin they're just normal, or that it's normal to have them, give you happyness, safety and whatsoever. The classical "you only learn values of things when you already lost them".
Again, words taken from Paul Hewson: we stoop so low to reach so high...
Seems once again that night time has opened widely my mouth. About time to shut up.
3:07am. Peace.
but maybe it's time to doubt about it
a question asked with the heart: what do you do when what you learnt tears you down? what do you do when you see people drowning in blind sufferences and dont seem to be interested or even believe in what the cause of their pain is?
Someone defined me a psy-vampyre in a old meant way: relieving some of people's pain makin myself charge of some or all of their sufferings. It makes me feel good, or somehow useful, but this last 3 and more months spent in phisical pain it makes me believe im not gonna last long this way, but on the other hand what can I do... "we cannot deny who we are".
I'd like to close this reply with a quote I love a lot:
Every artist is a cannibal,
every poet is a thief:
all kill their inspiration
and sing about the grief.
Paul Hewson
In moments like this of heavy sufferings, both phisical and psichical, I feel that this words are true. I wrote some songs in this last month (just started em to be true), and all of them looks nice. It's always the same, there's no heaven without a hell.
As I used to say "if you dont know what real pain is, you will never realize what beauty really is". As you probably know, if you dont stoop low you never realize that the things you have at reach of hand thinkin they're just normal, or that it's normal to have them, give you happyness, safety and whatsoever. The classical "you only learn values of things when you already lost them".
Again, words taken from Paul Hewson: we stoop so low to reach so high...
Seems once again that night time has opened widely my mouth. About time to shut up.
3:07am. Peace.
maybe, that's inspiring. But I don't really understand the poem, yet it's fine for me. As always there is no black when there is no white.