Alex Strife
Ex-SOLDIER
I may not use this a lot. But I thought it was rather silly to use a thread for a single piece of work just because I felt I was inspired. So, instead, I'll use this for whatever texts I may write in the future. To begin with, I wrote this today:
Mysterious and Wonderful
Life is strange, right? We never asked to be born into this world and we have to live with it. There's good and bad things, like anywhere else. In fact, it looks like this is a principle that can be applied everywhere. But if we get down to it, wouldn't being alive be enough to compensate for everything else? Not exactly. It's difficult to put distance between the bad things that can happen and yourself. Of course, that's because we fail to watch our own life from a safe distance. At least, most people. If someone could sit on a chait one day and decide to spectate their own life and enjoy it like a TV show (or a book, movie or videogame), then maybe they would see things differently. Personally, I don't think I can. So I should not lose too much sleep on this. It's just the way it is. There may be bad things in your daily life, but there are many others that are good and we do not even realise.
All you have to do is sit down, tilt your head back and think... Just so you can see your own life a little bit more as if you were merely a spectator. Try it! I like the world. It's a wonderful place from an aesthetic point of view, at least. You get out on the street in the middle of May and the gentle breeze moves the leaves of the trees. Can you hear them, and watch them dance peacefully? There is no time for that. Nobody has time to do it, and if they did, people would give them an odd look. The world moves away from those who simply want to enjoy being there. Personally, there are two moments of the day I love. Dawn, and dusk. No, I will not speak about the colors of the sky. It is way too typical, albeit pretty, and it is but one of the things that makes these special. At that point, the world is between light and darkness. It seems to be a perfect allegory of what the world itself is. Things are never just black or white, bright or dark. There is always plenty of room in between. At this time of the day, the world is quite, and calm.
But it's nothing more than a moment. One of many that one can find in the world if one looks for them hard enough. The sunlight on the sea in the middle of the summer. The snow that falls for the first time on a cold winter night and slowly begins to accumulate on the ground or the trees that lose their leaves as autumn progresses. A city, no matter if it's day or night, from above. Or great and majestic buildings, seen from the ground, which remind us how small we are but how capable we are of great deeds. Nature, advancing without ever stopping, and humanity, leaving its mark in the world in diverse and complex forms. The combination is unique, as are the cities with historic monuments and incredibly modern buildings.
The different sounds of a city. The wind in your hair and the sun, warming your cheeks. Can you imagine what someone who's been locked underground for the first twenty years of their lives think without ever suffering any problem would think, when they suddenly saw the outside world. I can. "I never knew that the world was such a wonderful place". That is exactly how many people from our world would feel, too. Trapped in a life that's always rushed, stressful, and filled with objectives and ambitions for the future. They forget something essential. They are alive and they belong to a world they float over, instead of diving into it. Life will never be easy. It has never been, in the past, and this will not change. But just as an ancient philosophy said, good things seem positive because we know what bad things are. We can be happy because we know pain. Every experience, good or bad, is a gift we should treasure. Something you can use. Humans pay more attention to bad things. Maybe it's because they could, theoretically, threaten our lives. Maybe it's our survival instincts. Bad memories last longer than good memories, or they tend to linger on for a bit more.
It is not necessary to use big words or great literature. The world is here, and so are we. The pessimistic view could say we never chose to be born into a world that can be so hard, horrible and twisted. But neither did we do anything to deserve being born in a place with so much beauty and that many possibilities. It's all about sitting down, tilting your head back, and seeing your own life from a distance. Neither too big nor too small of a distance. The right one for us to see all these little things. Like at dusk. The lampposts go up, one by one, lighting my way. I hope that these lights will show me the way to my future and that, by the end of the road, I will have changed for the better.
Mysterious and Wonderful
Life is strange, right? We never asked to be born into this world and we have to live with it. There's good and bad things, like anywhere else. In fact, it looks like this is a principle that can be applied everywhere. But if we get down to it, wouldn't being alive be enough to compensate for everything else? Not exactly. It's difficult to put distance between the bad things that can happen and yourself. Of course, that's because we fail to watch our own life from a safe distance. At least, most people. If someone could sit on a chait one day and decide to spectate their own life and enjoy it like a TV show (or a book, movie or videogame), then maybe they would see things differently. Personally, I don't think I can. So I should not lose too much sleep on this. It's just the way it is. There may be bad things in your daily life, but there are many others that are good and we do not even realise.
All you have to do is sit down, tilt your head back and think... Just so you can see your own life a little bit more as if you were merely a spectator. Try it! I like the world. It's a wonderful place from an aesthetic point of view, at least. You get out on the street in the middle of May and the gentle breeze moves the leaves of the trees. Can you hear them, and watch them dance peacefully? There is no time for that. Nobody has time to do it, and if they did, people would give them an odd look. The world moves away from those who simply want to enjoy being there. Personally, there are two moments of the day I love. Dawn, and dusk. No, I will not speak about the colors of the sky. It is way too typical, albeit pretty, and it is but one of the things that makes these special. At that point, the world is between light and darkness. It seems to be a perfect allegory of what the world itself is. Things are never just black or white, bright or dark. There is always plenty of room in between. At this time of the day, the world is quite, and calm.
But it's nothing more than a moment. One of many that one can find in the world if one looks for them hard enough. The sunlight on the sea in the middle of the summer. The snow that falls for the first time on a cold winter night and slowly begins to accumulate on the ground or the trees that lose their leaves as autumn progresses. A city, no matter if it's day or night, from above. Or great and majestic buildings, seen from the ground, which remind us how small we are but how capable we are of great deeds. Nature, advancing without ever stopping, and humanity, leaving its mark in the world in diverse and complex forms. The combination is unique, as are the cities with historic monuments and incredibly modern buildings.
The different sounds of a city. The wind in your hair and the sun, warming your cheeks. Can you imagine what someone who's been locked underground for the first twenty years of their lives think without ever suffering any problem would think, when they suddenly saw the outside world. I can. "I never knew that the world was such a wonderful place". That is exactly how many people from our world would feel, too. Trapped in a life that's always rushed, stressful, and filled with objectives and ambitions for the future. They forget something essential. They are alive and they belong to a world they float over, instead of diving into it. Life will never be easy. It has never been, in the past, and this will not change. But just as an ancient philosophy said, good things seem positive because we know what bad things are. We can be happy because we know pain. Every experience, good or bad, is a gift we should treasure. Something you can use. Humans pay more attention to bad things. Maybe it's because they could, theoretically, threaten our lives. Maybe it's our survival instincts. Bad memories last longer than good memories, or they tend to linger on for a bit more.
It is not necessary to use big words or great literature. The world is here, and so are we. The pessimistic view could say we never chose to be born into a world that can be so hard, horrible and twisted. But neither did we do anything to deserve being born in a place with so much beauty and that many possibilities. It's all about sitting down, tilting your head back, and seeing your own life from a distance. Neither too big nor too small of a distance. The right one for us to see all these little things. Like at dusk. The lampposts go up, one by one, lighting my way. I hope that these lights will show me the way to my future and that, by the end of the road, I will have changed for the better.