There’s so many voices out there.
Modern times have allowed allll these people’s voices to travel right into our eardrums.
It’s cool, and it’s definitely a positive thing, but at some point, I dunno ‘man.
You gotta navigate this forest by yourself, that’s your task, your own task.
It wasn’t always like this.Having so many lifetimes of people’s experiences traveling directly into your ear.
Or maybe I wasn’t listening.
I like people trying to send out pings in the direction of good,whatever that means.I like seeing people try to improve and it makes you feel like there’s some hope for us all.
“Lives can change, and you’re not stuck in vain”-smashing pumpkins
If you give up on that, if you lose sight of that lesson,like, you’re done.
Nothing but quicksand under your feet.
The past is the past, no matter how hard you were on your vessel,
the human mind is a very resilient thing,as is the body and dare I say,the soul.
The fucking compass.
Cuts right through the vines that appeared in your path.
Mistakes, mis-steps, misanthropic maladies.
It’s good, it’s good to listen to people ping the compass.
But there’s also so much world out there, and it can’t be good for you to let it into your eardrums every day,(just because you’re bored with your job)
Books,
Audible is a monthly charge that would absolutely be worth the money.
I really do like typing,I like it, and I’m aware that it doesn’t matter,but that’s not really the point. I just enjoy the act of doing it.
dawn 