Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The Story

This is the story of a man.
A very young man who lives in a very small country.
A very small country that is barely known in this world.
This world which existence dies a little bit every day.
An existence that is questionable at most.
A question that cannot be answered.
A long awaited answer that you may never find.
A "you" who is different from a "me".
But that "me" is similar to other "beings".
Those "beings" that populate an entire city.
A city that crumbles and burns in violence.
A violence which comes from a house full of indiference.
An indiference that can only destroy.
A destruction that can be helped.
Help that is really needed.
A need that must be satisfied today.
A today that might have never come.
A "never" that must never be said.
A say that expresses wisdom.
A wisdom that comes from common sense.
A common sense that is the least known of all.
A knowledge that needs to be expanded.
An expansion which resembles the universe.
A universe that we will never get to see.
A sight that might make you cry.
Tears which tell me they care.
"They" who have felt emotions.
Emotions which cannot be explained.
Explanations that need no words.
Words that sometimes fall short.
Shorts that sometimes make you cold.
A cold that has to be fought.
A fight that needs to be won.
A win that will make us proud.
A pride that has to be watched.
A watch that will tell you the time.
A time for telling a story.
This is the story of a man.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

From my pseudo diary...

And now here I am... Lots of work to do and I really don't want to do it. Besides that, I'm trying to learn how to type faster with this new layout, but it's really not that easy to do... I mean, it's not more complicated than the regular qwerty, but because it actually IS different I'm having somewhat of a hard time... Honestly I do prefer this new layout...

Hmmm... this kinda reminds me a lil of life... Adjusting and everything... Changes are inevitable. Besides God, it's the one certain fact in life... You can question everything, except for those two facts... Unless of course your Stephen Hawkings... He questions the very existence of God... But let's not get into so much trouble. You know what they say: It's not really polite to discuss 'religion', 'politics' and there was one more thing, but I can't remember right it now.

Anyways, what was the last change you went through? Do you remember? Was it a good one or a bad one...? Allow me to rephrase: the change was for the better or the worse? Or can't you tell anymore? It's not always easy to tell the difference... Sometimes you simply don't know, right? ...... Right?

To me, it's like this: There are some things in life I can't change, some things I CAN change and some that really don't matter. There's a popular saying that goes kinda like this: "God please grant me the strength to change the things I can, endure the ones I can't and the wisdom to tell the difference." I don't think this is in the Bible, but it's still a pretty good line to think about, wouldn't you say?

There are many things that are wrong with me right now. Many things that I should most definitely change. However, I haven't been able to do so. I've tried, trust me; but sometimes it's just to damn difficult. That, of course, doesn't mean I'm going to stop trying; it just means that there are other ways which I have not yet tried. The most important one, the one we all (yes, that includes me) have neglected is precisely the one that might just save us from hell.

Yes, it's probably who you were thinking of: God himself. He's the only one who really knows both you and me. The One who knows pretty much everyone and everything. I say I've tried many different ways to change. I've tried several methods, techniques and strategies. None of them have worked so far. I've neglected the one who can really turn it all around for me (and you too).

Some things I can't change, some things I can; I should know the difference. Some things IN ME seem unchangeable; they're not. Some things AROUND ME seem unchangeable; by myself they probably are. With a little help from The Creator of EVERYTHING, they're not.

Like I said before: change is simply inevitable... change is unchangeable.