Some of my Thoughts:

A footnote on life.

We have evolved to detect change. How we respond to that change is, to some extent, up to us. Sometimes we fear it, while at other times, we crave it. But it is not the change, of itself, that we feel so strongly about. It is the unknown that drives our emotions. Nothing is as intense as that which we do not know. For once we have learned the knowledge, then time will inevitably act upon us in order to dull what we once had felt. The memories will always be there, but the emotions will become distant, blunted. There is no cure for this fading of colour, though if we concentrate hard enough, we can prevent these pictures from losing their hues completely. For how can we recognise change if we have nothing to which we can compare?

I sit on a bus, in a car, on my own, with others whose names I don’t know. I think about my life, their lives. Only questions come to mind. Are there any real truths? We can state, believe, be sure of. But isn’t that a kind of naivety, an innocence about the world, to assume that our lives even follow such rules? There are things we all recognise to be good, to be true, and yet these things do not always make their way into people actions. There is weakness all around us. But then there is also strength. For to trust another may prove a weakness, a fault, and yet the ability to trust must surely be a strength. A virtue. Life is full of these contradictions, complications. So what happened? When in our past did our lives become so complex, so difficult? And at what point in our future may we suffer from the effects?

Is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? Yes, I think so.

Life is short. Isn’t that what they tell us? We should take hold somehow, take control, and squeeze every last drop of excitement and opportunity from it. It is a series of moments, defining moments, with each one affecting the next. Like dominoes, perhaps. Or history. So how do we take control of this sequence, our lives? For this, we must seize the first moment we can, take advantage, gain everything possible. Learn. Experience. Are there good and bad experiences, or merely just ‘experience’? Perhaps the answer can be found in both of these options. Maybe we have regrets or experiences that we wish we could take back, turn back time, undo. But then don’t these lead to the make up of us now, along with all the good? All we can choose is to become better people. Use what we know. Never forget. Not for even a second.

Can you really ever know someone? Maybe, it is better to question whether you really ever want to.

What if we could have any one superpower? What would it be? Maybe to fly or to be invisible. Perhaps, to be able to stop and start time at will. What if we could know the future? Would it be a power, or a curse? Might we suffer like Cassandra, destined to experience but be unable to change? To know the suffering that comes to us all, powerless to prevent it.

Love like you’ve never been hurt.

Why has life come to this? We are strangers in a world of our own making. We are alone in a room full of people. We sit at bus stops, choosing to read our books or stare at the passing cars rather than make conversation. We are all so different and yet we share these similarities. These imperfections. While insects can form colonies where there is no central control, where all are equal, and the sum is greater than the parts. We humans fail to accomplish such a task. We don’t achieve grandness through cooperation. All we achieve is destruction. Our hopes and dreams are not for the good of all, only for the improvement of our own, worthless lives. Any happiness that we do manage to find is so fleeting that we wonder whether it was ever really there anyway. Maybe it wasn’t. We don’t appreciate it when we have it, only once it’s lost. Only once she’s lost.