sunday funday

this is my first public post in a long time. I do not have anything in particular to ramble about, but I do know that lately I have been reflecting a lot on comfort levels.

people tend to overlook how much we accept one another, regardless of how much we try to improve ourselves. we fail to understand that without acceptance, we lack the ability to recognize our foundation to grow. so ideally, our comfort levels act as a constant, a springboard, for us to jump higher and reach farther. does that even make sense?

let me put it this way; I understand the difference between comfortable and complacent. I also understand there is a very fine line distinguishing the two. your comfort zone should be your safety net, your tranquil place for you to recollect before the next new step in life. being complacent means to allow comfort to become your lifestyle. it's a difference between the safety net and always being safe.

all it takes is realizing risks always come with rewards, even if the reward isn't the ideal outcome of said risk. there is absolutely no other way to learn limits. and who knows? you could be one more limitless individual, inspiring the rest to follow the light to greatness.


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just something I wrote today.


Sometimes we indulge fights
that'll blow up bridges
to radiate light.
Once it's revealed,
this darkness unveiled,
we can no longer conceal
what we hesitate to tell.


to what I am currently musing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tMWcbXWo0Q

I NEVER update this thing. I only remember I have it when someone totally random asks me about it. otherwise..oops.

writing is such a beautiful vice for dealing with thoughts. without an outlet, we tend to internalize who we are. something I've learned recently: everybody is interesting. so never stop to explore other vices, whether you use them or not; it's never too late to expand yourself.





I also believe skewers are making a huge comeback as far as meal choices go...beyond summertime.

fashion killa

" nothing haunts us like the things we don't say. "
-- mitch albom

how many times have we kept our thoughts to ourselves? how many times have we kept the truth subdued out of fear? how many times will we let the convenience of silence triumph the art of robust conversation? no matter how quickly life seems to pass, we fail easily at understanding the concept that every moment is very real. taking others for granted, prioritizing the possibility of options, and even choosing to abstain from personal desires eventually leads to bitterness. for some, it can be a lack of peace; for others, it stems from a lack of strength. either way, everything leads to a moment of regret.

hopefully regret, similar to most negative things, remains temporary. regret should lead to reflection, which should lead to a realization that we are very much responsible for the opportunities that do not reach us. at the end of the day, does short term silence really lead to long term happiness? that is not an extrinsic decision. all things extrinsic should only lead to introspection, thus keeping it clear that we are solely responsible for our own regrets.

let me make it simple. I tend to ramble during my rants.

if there is an issue, there should be a voice. never be mistaken that silence solves unhappiness. without voices, so much strength would be wasted. and wasted strength leads to too much wasted space dedicated towards regret. sometimes one voice is all it takes to awaken the strength in others; the only thing that can make somebody happier is spreading the strength for others to be happy. so my suggestion to you? set an example of capability, achievement, along with purpose. that may mean facing a difficult truth, but there is no need to be haunted by the truth as long as it is faced with strength.