just be yourself
I became suddenly good at burning bridges. The most recent one and important is the bridge to my old self.
My old self, who was he? Polite, ingratiating, somewhat funny, politically correct, walk-to-the-same-drumbeat, and of course, self-loathing.
So if I left my old self for good, then who is this new creation? Well, all I could say for now is this new self is following an otherworldly conviction. The wooden, heavy cross before his paper, yellow crown.
Of course, to “just be yourself” may sound cheesy, sentimental, and Hallmarky, but to say those three words and live them out, now that’s a dangerous, narrow path to tread. Everybody wants to imitate other people so they could hide their shortcomings and pretend the lives they lead.
Everyone has a breath-taking potential; however, they need to confront their darkness, whatever that may be grudges or traumas.
To be yourself, fearful and wonderful, is the journey everyone must take. I am, and encourage you to do the same.
Carpe Diem, onward!
a tip: when you’re done using dry erase markers, don’t leave them standing up or else it’ll dry out.
Reblogger’s Note: Jesus’ second greatest commandment in form of this thoughtful t-shirt.
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.
All you can do is all you can do, but all you can do is enough.
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Written on a bit of paper left in a library book (via salmiakkivodka)
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Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss you will land among the stars.
I never liked this quote because it sounds depressing. Oh you missed the moon? Well, here’s your “thanks for trying your best but you failed, idiot” prize.
But now I understand:
What’s farther, the moon or the stars?
Okay, should that be difficult to answer, let me make it easier… what is the closest star to Earth? The sun, right? Right. Now let me ask again:
What’s farther, the moon or the sun?
Please, I respect your intelligence enough to know that, and nobody likes to be spoon-fed all the time.
Here’s my take in a nutshell:
You give it everything that you got, and regardless you succeed or fail, you’ll not only travel far enough to get to the moon, you’ll supersede that distance and find yourself going somewhere you never expected to go. And you’ll be ever so delighted.
Before you fulfill that childhood dream of yours to be a astronaut with a stomach full of Flintstone vitamins, chart your destination with utmost discernment. Without a plan at all, that’s really stupidity, like traveling into space without your spacesuit and spacecraft.
Once you recognize that your weaknesses can become your strengths, then by all means, proceed without caution but with common sense.
Be fruitful.
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person: having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them out. Just as they are- chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
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George Eliot (via joysyi)
Reblogger’s Note: I see this with me and God; we be kicking it together.
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how do you rediscover the Gospel for all its worth?
get yourself on a boat with Forrest Gump, and sail into the perfect storm, and climb up onto the crow’s nest. in the midst of the lightning, thunder and rain, scream out all that bitterness you held against God, who knows what fucking shit of an earthly hell you went through. when that’s all done and said, perhaps you’ll finally see the otherworldly sunshine and clouds for the first time, and out of sheer, unspeakable joy, plunge yourself into the cool waters, and swim to where your sweet, newfound faith takes you.
that’s my testimony in a nutshell of how I am now, a new creation.
go for broke, and be fruitful.
thank you.
Reblogger’s note: too bad Hemingway was never known as a graphic designer… :P
