Sunday, November 30, 2008

Redundantly Repetitious

It's hard to be original and create your own ideas. But once we learn how, sometimes we get addicted to creation. Once we learn to shut off our own ideas, we can discover what everyone else has to add, and can improve what we had designed to create. Inspiration can't come from repetition.

This may sound like 1st Grade, but recently I made a new friend. :) He is what I would call an inspiration. Not many people view him as an inspiration, but he is. He has mastered what many never can: peace building. He is not a member of any church, and doesn't believe in everything I do, but he is a great example of Christlike behavior. He knows where I am broken. I thought only I knew that there was an unfinished puzzle inside me, but he is quietly sweeping up the shards. My friend is not a performer, he is an achiever, and he is most definitely not redundant. His ideas are similar to what stardust is made out of. His hope is impenetrable. His eyes disappear when he smiles. His laugh is frequent, contagious, and addictive. When the world laughs at him, he laughs along. He sings with feeling. He is inspiration.

And he's ruining my life.

sigh

Falling Slowly - Glen Hansard

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Ocasionally Often

Sometimes people are selfless and give you your sweet time.
Sometimes that person is honest and means that.
Sometimes honesty is one of the most admirable traits a person can have.
Sometimes honesty is lonely, because everyone lies.

Sometimes lonely is good.

Because sometimes we deserve it.