I like knowing that I don't really have to tell you anything. I enjoy the fact that my likes change everyday, as the world does. I admire philosophy and the simple irony in poems. The subtle messages hidden in a women's gestures, her smile, how she walks, or even a simple glance. I love realism. The ability to be your self, and how other people interact with your true being.
There are not many things I dislike. I appreciate everything for what it is or who they are. Salt will always taste like salt. Although I am not fond of salt, I rather love the idea that if I ever wanted to taste it; i could. It would always be there and taste as it should. Like salt. Its stability. The sugar I eat would never be as special or as sweet, if I didn't have that salt to compare it too. Contrast.
Perhaps the same can be said for all things in life. We are all different and have our own taste as well as a unique pallet for flavors. With out the sun or moon, could we really appreciate either one.
The world is balanced not by karma, or religion. Is not balanced by any divine entity or empty faith that we blindly follow. The world continues on its current path based on artistic logic and perception. We only truly acknowledge something when we are already saturated with the alternative.
We create solutions when we experience problems. We notice light, only in the dark. We favor shadow when consumed by light. We are a creature of contrast and friction. Our actions reflect this everyday. People will starve before we feed them. People will die before they learn to live. We are intellectuals chained down by morals of the simple mind.
I am independent. I am not searching for my self, As I prefer to create and invent who I am. I am not a deep, dark, mysterious puzzle to complete, but rather the box that contains it. To know me is to peer inside. To love me is to put fit pieces together. To hate me is to give up trying.
Sometimes a simple thought will carry on, never ending. One thought is a synergy to another. One great idea or moment all started off long ago as something else. An experience.
Next time you think of something clever. Write it down. Perhaps the next great change in our world will be inspired by something you wrote. Its why i write now. Because we need a change.
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