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Monday, May 3, 2010

I Thought It Meant.

I thought the numbers,
Meant something more.

I thought the counting,
Meant touching the floor.

I thought the windows,
Meant sight for the blind.

I thought the blinds,
Meant dark for good eyes.

I thought the ocean,
Meant something to drink.

I thought the boat,
Meant we're all gonna sink.

I thought to think,
Meant skipping the now.

I thought the now,
Meant not asking, 'How?'

I thought being dumb,
Meant acting all tough.

I thought being smart,
Meant you knew how to bluff.

I thought to smile,
Meant to convey the light.

I thought to frown,
Meant to convey your might.

I thought to watch,
Meant to take in the sight.

I thought what I thought,
Would always be right.

To think otherwise,
Let me reach a new height.

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I thought to jump,
Meant to reach for the sky.

I thought to live,
Meant you were to die.

I thought that guns,
Meant bitches and bling.

I thought the knife,
Meant that "I want your things."

I thought to dance,
Meant to twirl left and right.

I thought the wind,
Meant flying a kite.

I thought to question,
Meant not to ask.

I thought to speak,
Was in no way a task.

I thought to sing,
Meant to feel others words.

I thought to walk,
Meant you don't walk in herds.

I thought to fight,
Meant to defend something yours.

I thought the numbers,
Meant something more.

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The world is meaningless,

there is no God or gods, there are no morals, the universe is not moving inexorably towards any higher purpose.
All meaning is man-made, so make your own, and make it well.
Do not treat life as a way to pass the time until you die.
Do not try to "find yourself", you must make yourself.
Choose what you want to find meaningful and live, create, love, hate, cry, destroy, fight and die for it.
Do not let your life and your values and your actions slip easily into any mold, other that that which you create for yourself, and say with conviction, "This is who I make myself".
Do not give in to hope.
Remember that nothing you do has any significance beyond that with which you imbue it.
Whatever you do, do it for its own sake.
When the universe looks on with indifference, laugh, and shout back, "Fuck You!".
Rembember that to fight meaninglessness is futile, but fight anyway, in spite of and because of its futility.
The world may be empty of meaning, but it is a blank canvas on which to paint meanings of your own.
Live deliberately. You are free.