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We must realize this for the burdens of society and of culture seem to have taken a drastic toll on each of us. Depression, starvation, and the other illness of the body and mind which we all must face at some time to over come the hurdle of life’s unexpected ploys. Life seems to be without its disappointments yet we must move pass that space and move into a new realm. I could understand as life grows old and the body seems to be no longer fit, for health to take a toll before the angel of death must guide you to the place beyond, yet my mind seems to ponder that my little sister had a heart attack last week and her age is but a glimpse of mine. Thoughts of life and how shallow they may be for the time here on mother earth seem to be just a wink of my eye. Why must these kids fall prey to the ailments of time so young?

How can things in the mind give us tolerance of saying we are better than those around, enough to hamper those who show flaws. With words of hate why do we put down others so we feel bigger or more beautiful than the other? Are we not all children of mother earth? Color, weight and religion have always played into the factors of human culture and history, we must put our ignorance aside and be a family and a higher society than what may be accepted. Judge not me if you wish not to be judged, for the simple flaws of my beauty and the thoughts of my mind are my own imperfection and for thoughts and words from others may still hold their own structural imbalance of their life.

I do not indulge in childish behavior of fights with words, yet this is my own thoughts that have come to my mind. Whether you believe in them or not we are not all equal for we are not robots on assembly lines, we have our own beauties and each should be looked at it for that…

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Zarr
04:08 Mar 29 2024

The important thing is that your sister had a heart attack. She needs her family. Go see her before you have a big regret for the rest of your life.

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MisterSacrifice
21:37 Mar 30 2024

I wish your family, you and your sister a lot of strength and hopefully everything goes well

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March madness has set in, (not the College Basketball tourney). But it seems more journal posts have complained about the hardship of life lately. Whether it’s the grey rainy days that have become a depressant for all, or the economic woes that have hit our world.

Many have voiced they woes in the journals here about the dreary days that have come in March. Mother Nature has been unsure of her mood. So instead of sunny days of spring, we bounce back and forth to the dreary winter days, much like a kid’s ball rolling down the unknown street of life. not knowing what the day shall bring.

We all must be strong and hang on for these days will soon pass and brighter days I hope will come. I like all others have felt this depression growing mor abundant from woes in life and monetary reasons in life. Yet try to keep a hopeful eye on the future yet to come.

A full moon does not help the constant swing in the poles of the earth and people. for it seems to drive the madness of march more. Be strong all for life is unknown yet should be desired to live and thrive.

Life seems to die yet move on for another shall take the place of those lost it seems, yet we still ponder the memories of those lost until they become lost in our thoughts as nothing, a black obis that we try to rationalize the joys they have brought us and the words that helped us through life. Random thoughts of life. Sorry to those who thought my last post was bashing the female species. I don’t try to bash any religion, person, or color. They in truth are my family, I did notice something in life and wrote what I thought was words to rationalize the day. Women are to be adored, loved cherished; an elegant flower so sweet to smell honey so sweet to taste and to cherish in life’s path. Sorry if my thoughts did provoke.

A dream is yet a vision to ones soul, for we have the power to change the life in fantasy we all seek. Is it to be loved, be a hero? This is the life we all escape from the pressures of today’s dwindling society. To escape burdens of financial woes, problems with our others and to escape the humanity that plagues this world. We dream to live so that we shall not fall into the pit of depression, the spiraling staircase to hell as we see. We must dream to fantasies about the one we love or cherish to give us a hope that life is not as bad as it seems. We dream to live yet die once again when our eyes open to see the light of the new day.

Dream, believe in ones self for no one else can make our life better. Dream and write for solutions may lie in the pages of our thoughts, simple riddles of life are tasks we must move forward with and live life to the fullest. Believe in thy self for beauty is below the masks of our society, we only see what a mirror gives us and yet the real person lies within the soul. Dream and live.

Thoughts in my mind seemed to be filled with doubt anymore. Society as invaded my thoughts so much lately with all of its flaws. Thoughts I use to show with passion and feeling I have carried inside have been locked and tortured in the recess of my mind. Begging again to escape and feel free. Thoughts upon the pages seem too distant from me anymore, for I look back at the scribbles on the white pages of before and try to fathom the feelings I have had. Yet to no avail have my thoughts seem to come. Have I know conformed with society and its structure, a lab mouse running around in a concrete maze day in and day out to finish with food and sleep, to rest for the next day. Society has crept into my thoughts for words of passion and beauties have turned to trying to find solutions of work and life. The monster in which I said I would not become; a monster so involved in the everyday hustle of what we call life and not free to enjoy the beauties of this world.

The creativity of others word seems to spark the dying light within my soul. Their passion and thoughts of life seem at times to rekindle the fire and yet some words seem to haunt me. For many of the words that seem rational seem insane for thoughts of anger and death seems to fill the pages they have written. Words of spite for the society that others have created for them, and the society and culture we deem ours that we have filled with flaws for our own kids and theirs. For the life we have and what we do with it will not be felt today but for the next generation that comes to be. I just shake my head at some of the written words that fill their page, nor do they know life, or they just think that they do. For the years of my being, I still do not know the meaning of live and all of its wonders.

Sorry if my thoughts seem to stir an undecided answer among a few. My thoughts are here to make me understand things that may go on in my life, from relationship, to kids to the world in general. My thoughts are not to provoke but to generalize the thoughts of my imperfect mind. Life is a challenge we must all face yet if we try to put in perspective, we may realize a solution to an unknown problem. Yet words upon these pages are random thoughts of my day and the struggles that I preserve in life to affect me the most.

Yet I seldom complain of the little things that go bump, for I do not whine to others yet try to indulge my mind to find the answers that it may seek. For if life has to give us a spell of luck good or Bad we must accept and move on for nothing in life comes free and nothing in life is a sure bet. For economy and relationships show us that.

I fear for my children who are just realizing the potential of this self-destruct world and what they may have when all is said and done. For like the generations before me we worry what our children may go through to accept the life in this ever-changing world.

This week seems to drag on much like an old horror film. Yet hope is seeming to lose its faith with me anymore. Humanity is longer a friend, for the cycle of life has become a jester in my old age. Death seems more relevant and yet without warning shows up when all seems glamorous. Yet I have seen death and its actions all my life, yet when it creeps into my life it seems to sting ever more.

Maybe it’s the Italian blood I have that flows thru my body, That I am more passionate or emotional that it troubles this old soul deeply. I usually am a very private person and try to keep things locked in the doors of my mind. But lately I seem more emotional about the state of my life. I do not like or understand why it’s happening so much lately. Am I at the end of my life that all must be revealed.

Word was relayed to me about the passing of an old friend this week. She was 32 years young and was found in her apartment after a no show at work for three days. Youth taken too young of a life not fully lived to its fullest. Kind of bad since my child (my cat) has been missing for a week now. When will life start embracing me and not stabbing this old heart so much. Life what can I say.

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Vampirewitch39
01:24 Mar 08 2024

Sorry about the passing of your friend. Pretty kitty, hopefully comes home.

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StormWatchers
00:37 Mar 09 2024

I'm Sorry for your friends passing. Your kitty as some beautiful markings, hopely he is close by making his way back home.

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This day has put me to ponder of life once again. With my mom's cancer it was an unexpected thing, yet she has dealt with life and has surpassed the doctor’s life expectancy of her own.

For time on the clock does not stop for our life seems to go sometimes with no meaning at all. For she has chosen to live her last days with the enthusiasm of a child and do what she feels like doing. I could not blame her for this, for she has raised us kids and has lost her husband to this dreaded disease and now wants to enjoy her time as to say. which she has, lasting 7 years more than they gave her. her passing was a shock to me having lost my father 2 years before, yet she is with the rest of the family.

But my mind still looks back at life and death that has touched me so deeply, yet like time, memories will dissolve, and faces will become blank. sorry to say. it's been 9 years now since death claimed her soul and yet I still miss them. my mind holds on to what memories I have retained of our time together.

We must embrace the colors and beauty of life to finally understand what life all is about. Money and material things come as a luxury, and we forget that love of family and friends are the true treasure which we all search for. To be accepted in society and culture and to be valued over the materialistic stuff which this world seems to show as power.

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Vampirewitch39
15:48 Mar 07 2024

Well said.

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