So here you are at 4am wishing that that was even remotely possible. Sadly, it isn’t, there’s too much concern for every action you pursue. Every action from eating an apple or killing yourself. There’s just too much to think about before you can even think about not even giving a damn. How can you stop that? The thoughts that follows actions are inevitable due to the fact that life goes on. Life, governed by actions that one chooses to act upon, is full of twist and turns guided by which path you decide to follow. You never know which one to follow, do you? There’s just so many paths to follow that it kills me. I thrive to not give a damn, it doesn’t work. I’m still concerned. I’m concerned for my well-being, my free spirit is far from free. The tempest of aftershocks from a chosen action overwhelms me because it guarantees that life is unpredictable. The only option is to not give a damn so how is that achievable? It sounds so easy, those words being tossed around as if they were even near a solid sense of honesty. “I don’t give a damn.”, purely false advertisement. They do, we all do. We must learn to accept life for what it is even if what we want isn’t what we have. Easy, right?
Do we value the Earth? Do we value all that it produces? Have we lost our connection to creation? Do we see it’s beauty, it’s fertility. Do we care for it, for all that comes from it. Do we nurture it, appreciate it? Has it become just another product to consume?
When you feel disconnected with the world; you feel like your existence never really mattered. That your imprint probably never affected anyone enough to even recognize your existence. It’s a horrid feeling, but it’s so common that the touch of disintegration becomes normal. Slowly accepting the facts that directs you towards the truth; that you never really did matter. That the world would do fine with or without you. It wouldn’t stop, it never would stop. Even if you were here or not, even if you were alive or if you were never even a mere thought in the minds of your parents. It hurts to realize that your whole life was nothing less than insignificant. Take the chance and study your surroundings. All the “normal” people you see, do you really think the world would be any different if they existed or not? Of course not, that person can just as easily be replaced with another clone, the world is abundantly composed of ectypes. It’s a vicious perpetual cycle, so how do we break it? We don’t. Chances are, you will thrive your whole life to become a forgotten memory that may or may not have been fiction. So this is my lesson, be fortunate to be in a country where they consistently allow us to express our thoughts and act individually. Take advantage of what comes, act upon instinct, break free of ordinary boundaries. So when you’re ninety, on you’re death bed, you can die proud and know you were an individual and that you tried, you fought, and you thrived to become significant. That is significance in itself.
A 14 years old boy got beaten half dead by his stepfather. His only fault was this that he tried to protect his little sister from being raped. Now he’s struggling for his life, but doctors say he won’t make it without a surgery. His mother doesn’t have money to pay it.tumblr donates 45cents for every sharing or reposting.
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(Mother’s Number Not Disclosed For Security Reasons)
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Hospital Name: Sahyadri Hospital
It’s killing me, I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m sure society has reached a consensus that every teenager is lost around this age, but I can’t live with that sense of confusion and misdirection. I catch my myself constantly thinking about where I should go or what I should do. There’s never a moment where I can just relax without being fearful of the future. But what’s there to fear? Many things, the future beholds so many unforeseen outcomes that you may or may not like. Certainty was never a given.
I planned to be prodigious, planned to be great. But even with this ambition and no focus point, how great would I be? Therefore this greatness is still intangible. Still a simple though waiting to be achieved, but for what means. The sad fact is that there’s still no mean, why would there be. I haven’t decided on any path or anything and that’s the thing that bothers me. I’m the type of person who wants to grasp control. I could never just let the tide flow how it wants to yet I try. These efforts only leave me exhausted and groggy with no positive outcomes in reach. In reach? Who am I kidding, I have no fucking idea what I’m doing. I want to do something, I want to feel useful I want to feel happy, I want to find my niche. Enough of the wants, this is my reminder to myself to get out there and pursue action.
Corporations have way too much power and influence already, why give them more?
Whenever the day’s are rough I listen to this song to make everything feel better; funky melody and sensations.