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reply posted on 17-11-2009 @ 08:59 PM by reticledc
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I blew my mind today, when I talked to an old friend.
I haven't talked to him in some time, more because with ever passing day I was afraid to talk. We always had our issues, but we've been through a lot.
That's what made it so hard to pick up that damn phone. I guess you could say it was guilt.
Anyways, we talked like we never missed a beat.
I have a lot of making up to do. I wasn't there for my friend when he needed me most, which breaks my heart now that I know.
I had my reasons though. I needed to find my own way in life, under my own steam, which is something i felt that I could never do under his roof.
The time which has passed, has made me realize, that even though you may find your own way, all paths eventually cross again, given enough time.

I have a lot of making up to do.



reply posted on 31-5-2010 @ 04:12 PM by reticledc
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It feels weird to go back and read something you wrote a while ago.
It's like a snapshot of who you were at the moment.
It's literally like opening a door to the past.
Sometimes, I say to myself, "WHAT WAS I THINKING?!"
Weird huh?



reply posted on 8-7-2010 @ 07:21 PM by reticledc
Imagine...
I am here in my study, right now, sitting in front of my computer, typing some random thoughts.
That room is in an apartment, which is the 2nd floor of a 2 family house
A house located in a nice little town, that's more often than not, pretty quiet.
Well that town is in a county, that's seen it's share of good and bad, I'm sure.
If it wasn't for the state, the county might not have seen those bad times.
Then again, being a state in a rather large country like the USA has got to be some pretty hard work.
USA lives on the North American continent which is just one of several that float around this great big ocean we like to call Earth.
Round and round she goes, round and round SOL, our sun.
Pinwheel pin wheel spinning around, look at my pinwheel and see what I've found. Pinwheel, pinwheel, breezy and bright, sing me good morning and sing me good night.
If you hadn't guessed, I was referring to one of the spiral arms of our Milky-Way Galaxy. Pretty big, Ain't it?
But wait!! There's more!!
That galaxy is part of what's called the Local Group of galaxies, which has got about 30 more galaxies in it, including some smaller and larger than our own.
Well that Local group can find it's home in the super-cluster, Virgo.
Virgo can see pretty far out there, but then we reach the end of our observable universe.
That doesn't mean it ends there.
The minds eye can surely see further.
Will the universe keep expanding as long as there is someone who keeps looking?
Are there other universes to be found if we keep looking, or are they right here, but we just can't get to them right now?
As far as far can be, and little old me, sits here at the computer and ponders such things.
Not just here, but everywhere.
What is my puny little struggle worth, if it's not worth something to me?
Our problems are ours, and with the vastness on consciousness we could be capable of, do we really need to keep killing ourselves.
Every lost life is a lost opportunity to discover and share something new.
Every lost opportunity brings us one step closer to nothingness and one step further from finding our true selves.

We are nothing if not each other.

Could it be that it was all so simple then?

Perhaps we do not need a ship to reach the stars, just the willingness of conciseness to bring our minds to those places.
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