Posts Tagged ‘being’

It’s hard..

June 2, 2015

It’s hard to maintain a blog like this, when it seems so hard to stay relevant sometimes. I know this is the major plight of the millenials: to have lots of ideas, but to not always have an outlet on which to place them. We are overqualified for most jobs, yet most places won’t hire non-experienced, but nobody has the experience either. And apparently life experience means nothing. Always try to learn, try to apply your skills to new things, keep going, it will pay off. So they said through all your years of schooling, or all those people who you interview well with that still turn around and say, “Well we don’t need you right now, but good luck in your search.” So you have all of this passion, this energy, this panache as it were, but nowhere to apply it. They tell you if you have a degree, a sound mind, and a willingness to adapt and learn and try new things that doors will open for you, but where are they, what are they? Tell us one thing and then other people are like, when are you gonna just settle? I’m not until i find just what I want. and you shouldn’t either. And also, if the door you want isn’t open to you, don’t stop trying to open it.

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Passion

April 18, 2014

It being the week leading into Easter it seemed fitting that the idea of passion would cross my mind.   If you know the story behind the Christian holiday that some people will be celebrating on Sunday, you most likely know that Christ’s final hours are referred to by a single word: passion.   I am all for spreading the word about the things I love and always great to encourage others to always strive to do those things they live, their passions as it were.  So it’s funny that something that means that which we love or admire or hold great enthusiastic feelings for, or hold in high regard is routed in a word that means suffering.  Though in a way it makes sense.  We go through a lot of grief throughout our lives to be able to do the things that keep us happy, but still we soldier on.  So I guess in a sense we suffer to live the life we want. So any kind of sacrifice or sufferance that we endure to do that which we love is truly the meaning behind having a passion for something.  The world beats us down, or someone expects us to behave a certain way, like a certain thing, wear a certain kind of clothing, endure a horrible job that leads to a dead end in our lives, or any number of things.  Our faith in that thing, and in our life  sometimes hangs in the balance, but still we persevere, or at least try to.  That resilience keeps our passions intact.  And as we head into this weekend, which is the coinciding occurence of numerous festivals, holidays, and fertility rites, all of which signify rebirth and new beginnings and all that kind of stuff, remember what your passions are, and keep them strong in your hearts, in your minds.  Put one foot in front of the other, and walk into the rising sun, remembering that life is yours for the living.  So get out there. Go! Do!

Life-Changers

May 4, 2011

There are so many connections abounding in our lives, whether they be spiritual, personal, romantical, religious, secular, familial or what have you.  But what’s most important in this is to never shy from love.  In my philosophy, love is living, and art is heart.  It is not good enough for us simply to love, but to in a very real sense also become that love.  If love is the agent of change, change being the only constant within life, it is not enough to simply believe in it, but follow it, fight for it, and never be afraid to take a chance no matter how silly you might think it is, chances are someone will find it sweet that you care so much, and that you express yourself in a way that truly belongs to you and nobody else.  And this talk of love, which seems so out of place in the current climate of hate, that seems to be what drives this so-called American life, a dream become a nightmare, decaying much more quickly than it ever has, an oroborous(snake eating it’s own tail, symbol for infinity among other things) of vengeance, this talk of love becomes even more important than it has ever been.  “Give Peace a Chance.”  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kg8rlSi5MlA

Love’s strongest manifestation is in the people you surround yourself with.  If you remember an old post I had about soul friends versus soul mates, and of the fractal nature of the human heart, how there isn’t necessarily another half, but a number of others that each fulfill a different role in relation to yourself. The people I surround myself with, who I deem lasting friends, and potential lifelong companions, these people are soul friends.  And soul friends are life-changers, and the best kinds of life-changers.  I had a friend in high school, we went everywhere together, and had a falling out over something stupid, and deigned contact for two years. When we returned to one another after so long, nothing had changed, and it  was like we had seen one another only the day before, and then we recorded our album, songs written with him in mind.  That is a life-changer.  The big life-changers are those you never need to hide anything from, the people who accept you as yourself, can have the most fun in the world with something so simple as getting cocoa on a monday, or walking through the park, those people who carry you through your worst moments, and know you’ll do the same in theirs.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y5VgLOs0LwQ

The big life-changers take on many forms, being dressed like a waitress or a cat on halloween, barefoot and bearded on the radio, a fellow poet who drinks a few beers with you and talks of her past life as a tree with such conviction, a purple-haired steampunk obsessive who thinks skunks to be the cutest animals ever, the girl who watches zombie movies with you, puts up with the stupidest shit from you, and still has the desire to take you out and buy you coffee, or someone who helps you realize your hopes and dreams again, when you have fallen into a rut of despair, or a loss of self-worth.  Whether it takes place in a cafe on a monday, on a blue cement block in a parking lot, a concert in vermont where you lose your shoes, and get a mustached hooligan to sign your underwear, at your favorite record store, over the air, playing a song on a street corner, a rainy day walk through a cemetery or lying on a futon in a dorm room talking into the endless hours of night, or anywhere these adventures may take you and anything they may involve, it doesn’t matter, what matters is that it changes lives.

Peace and Love,

Craig

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tupEiWmlfKU&feature=related