no one really reads my blog but if you’re curious i’m willing to throw some up.. mixtape sneak peeks :)

I’m greatly fascinated by the idea of talking about distance in terms of time. I mean, we do it all the time.

“The city’s 10 minutes by train”, “it takes 12 hours to fly to Tokyo”, “Andromeda’s light years away”.

Then I try to grasp the concept with people. People who have passed. I’m 400 years away from Shakespeare. I’m decades away from Charlie Chaplin. I’m two years away from people I’ve met and known.

But it doesn’t really work that way, because I could spend those amount of years rotting and I’d still never reach these people. Maybe it’s because it’s not a matter of reaching the destination, but constantly travelling away from it. Like we have a map of time and we simply refuse to go backwards. Like we’re uninterested in the already chartered.

I’m starting to think we’re disinterested since we know everything about the past. We know absolutely all of it, but we all know it in pieces. I believe that. Being able to piece it together though is another story.

mykindafairytalee:

“It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.”

—  Hugh Laurie 

(Source: Mykindafairytalee, via lennlish)

i’ve wrote about this before but what constitutes a good person? similarly, what constitutes a bad person, and where do you draw the line? murder? lying? confusing needs and wants?

even if you were to pick somewhere to draw the line, that line will always have an origin. nobody wants to be fucked up inside, but sometimes they get a bad hand dealt to them and they see no other way of handling than being just that - consciously or not. you can’t blame them for things they couldn’t control, for things they couldn’t filter out due to incapabilities. if you were to look at everything on the surface, nothing in this world would ever get done and we would go completely backwards. the world isn’t black and white, the characteristic we inherit aren’t just hollow covers and the things we choose to be often don’t really have a lot of choice behind them. we’re a string of events and those string of events have a part just as much as how we handle those parts as a person. the idea of heaven and hell is too convenient, and it’s dismissive. 

when you see someone repulsive don’t label and bury them as a person damned to hell. dig into them a little deeper and realize that you probably started from the same track he did, and happened to interpret things a little differently. i’m willing to understand you if you’re willing to understand me, because we can’t have all the perspectives in life. until we do, anyway.