making molehills out of mountains has always been taxing and if you’ve ever done it you know exactly what I mean so it seems to me just as taxing to turn a dream into a reality but others have done it and to great avail maybe I lack focus maybe I lack dedication or maybe just the patience to fail miserably no matter though.
no matter.
Always,
Vick.
(Source: Spotify)
forever and for always
Lately I’ve been listening to one song on repeat. Justin Bieber has the voice of a Canadian angel, seriously. On another note, I wish that these introspective little anecdotes that I write had a moral. I wish that they were fables of a sort, with some kind of positive and inspiring conclusion. That’s never the case because these are my fleeting thoughts written in a stream-of-conciousness style, if you will. I’ve been reading Descartes in my philosophy class and I really enjoy his work, aside from maybe his contributions to modern mathematics….he could’ve kept that shit. In Discourse on Method, which I’m currently reading, he has a sort of witty way of explaining what you’re supposed to be getting out of the writing. Seems to me that he’ a bit of an asshole, which is charming and endearing actually if you catch the subtle little reasons he’s doing it. But the moral of this treatise is that you should find your own path, which is pretty good advice generally speaking. I’m starting to find my own path in life so that really got to me when I read it. I’m growing up. Anyway, French people seem to be pretty cool to me. Decartes was French, and there’s lots of other cool French people that I don’t care to think of or name so (insert cool Frenchmen here). French people also eat nutella crepes, which are delicious…so kudos to France for that, oh and the Eiffel tower and the Champe Elysees cause that’s pretty cool too, and the L’arc du Triumph. I think that’s it in France. Hmm, so in summation—Rene Decartes is cool, France is cool, and Justin Bieber sings like an angel. Hopefully that’ll suffice as a moral.
Always,
Vick.
(Source: Spotify)
You ever really wanted to say something but right when you wanted to say it couldn’t remember? Yea, me neither.
Just some thoughts, Gnarls Barkley’s St. Elsewhere album is really good. I’d like to start off by saying that. Also, I’d like to ask pardon of my horrible grammar and poorly thought out sentence structure. I type in the same way that I think, often fleeting, incomplete thoughts, and random musings about more than likely nothing at all. So with that said, let’s get to the gist, whatever the gist maybe. Recently, I’ve seen the new Batman movie about 28193728937298 times…in actuality about 5. It really got me thinking about the constructs of society and what people place importance on, mainly material things and the like. Perceived notions about class and wealth et cetera et cetera. I’m going to just assume that if you’re reading this right now you’ve seen the movie, if not spoiler alert. But during the scene where Selina and Bruce are dancing and discussing the impending war on the upper class I thought about people, especially my own age who try and impress others with shit that they have. It’s deep how you can be so shallow, Cee-Lo just said that in the song that I’m listening to, how fitting. What I’m getting at is, what drives someone to try and impress someone else with material things? I’d much rather someone respect my mind than my wardrobe but that’s just me. Not to say that I don’t like nice things, I most definitely do. But I’m very content with $7 sweats from Walmart, not afraid to catch the bus or walk somewhere, and a big fan of Wendy’s chicken nuggets. Most often I find that people who feel the absolute want need to have the best of everything really can’t afford that shit at all and are pretentious little twits….or just some rich ass niggas. More than likely the former. That’s that shit I don’t like. Pretentious little twits, not rich niggas…I love rich nigga assholes of the Kanye West variety. I’m sure someone probably thinks that I’m exactly one of those pretentious little twits I’m talking about…but I’m not. I have all the empathy in the world for people with less than me and there’s so many people that have more than I do that it’s like I don’t have shit at all haha. I hope I do get a lot of money one day, that shit would be tight. I think that’s all for now.
Always,
Vick.
