Randomness

Things to read

Why ask why, better yet why not

Some people want to watch the world burn but others will rise and rebuild from the ashes

The greatest teacher, failure is

Names lead to attachments... Where are you heading?

Always remember that even the smallest act can cause a huge change in the future

Shackles

One day, I'll be free from these shackles that hold me back. These shackles that I must wear through life.

The small shackles, being school, holds you back because of age, people looking down on you and the pressure of others put upon you.

The medium shackles, being parents, holding you back from doing the things you want to do in your teenage years.

The large shackles, being 'the man', holding you back as you have to work for you living, constantly ruining your want to go and have fun.

Then finally, there's the rusted shackles. These shackles represent old age, holding you back because of disease, weak bones, lack of energy and loss of spirit.

But in the end, none of these shackles matter. As in the end, we all break free of these shackles in one way or another, and only then are we truly free.

Steve
Steve is a name
A name is a noun
A noun is a place
A place is the desert
A desert is sand
Sand is in between the sea and land
Land is where people live
People call each other things
This thing is Steve

What is normal?
Is it a thing or a place?
Perhaps it is a certain type of behaviour.
But who's to say what normal is when we're all different in our own way.
So by that fact is there actually a normal?
Is there someone deciding what is and isn't normal?
If we're all different, how can anyone be normal?
And if no one is normal, is anyone different?
What if being different is normal?
That would mean that being normal would be different.
And by that meaning, it would make you normal.
Just something to think about, ponder over, and confuse yourself sometimes.