It is amazing the things one remembers. A phrase, guidance, a helping hand. I recall a time my aunt told me that one should always take off his hat when entering a building. I am thankful for that advice now, especially since I'm missing the top of my head.
When I was in the hospital, I got a chance to talk to an octogenarian. He had lived a life not worth living, useless and weak. He didn't accomplish anything, just kinda was. His biggest regret was not moving anyone. I never got a chance to tell him that he had inspired me to live life to the fullest.
Every decision we make affects future decisions. We are never free from the burden of our past choices, and especially the consequences of those choices. All one can do is make believers of those around us that life is a beautiful, delicate flower, aching to be fully enjoyed.
I had a horrible accident that left me without the top of my skull. I need a plastic plate to cover and protect my brain. It's like living with a constant hard hat, a true brain bucket.
Kurt Vonnegut is my favorite writer. Though pessimistic, his dark humor left me desirous to not fulfill the view he had of society. It is a challenge to everyone to be more than they can be. Fuck being all you can be, be more. Be more, dammit!
Anger is a useless emotion based in fear. Happiness is the only pure emotion. Everything else takes and doesn't give anything back.
Hope is useless, as are dreams. Only living, taking things one day at a time, giving out free hugs will make the world a better place. My decisions left me in a hospital bed for 6 months, left me stewing with the destruction of my life, leaving me free to do anything. I had hit rock bottom, and it gave me my freedom.
You can't leave your hat on all the time. Bare yourself to people, bear their pain, give them the freedom you desire. Slavery is freedom. Slavery to the happiness and betterment of others. Kick them in the ass, get them moving, let them smell the flowers that opened your eyes to the beauty of everything. Be their personal Jesus.
Salvation from destruction, destructive forces, hate. Self hatred is a plague. An epidemic. It consumes and devours and leaves depression. My father told me once that the first time he saw me was the happiest moment of his life. Let humanity be your child, and watch it be borne into the fruition of the greatness of man.
Watch the growth of your friends' lives, revel in their joy. Honestly, life is shit without those around you to share it. Realize and capture this truth, because otherwise you're doing nothing but fighting quicksand.
Learn from those around you. It makes life bearable.
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