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April 16, 2006

Time is a factor, in everything, but it is not a race. Those who finish faster are almost never happier, and people realize this. Everyone's heard "stop and smell the roses," and make the goal to start living better, but the next day they are back in the hamster wheel. I didn't think about this until today, because I was cleaning out my computer and I stumbled across something I wrote in fifth grade...

April 16, 2006
Shush. Stop moaning and groaning. Enjoy what's around you. This. What you are reading. The clothes on your back. The ground under your feet. The life you've been blessed with. Your friends. Your education. But most of all, the little things.

We should all stop looking down, down, down-- until our noses reside on the ground, for this gets us nowhere, and tenfolds our chances of running in to sharp objects.

We should all stop letting our life pass us by, for all the wonderful things we laugh at now will soon be a vague memory. You may be a pessimist, and think, "Wouldn't that mean we get to skip all the horrible - or painful - things?" But reflect on something that was horrible in the moment, and you're soon laughing. Mistakes and pains (emotional or physical) are what give life variety, and your life would not be the slightest bit different from mine, or his, or hers, and would only have glory to look back on. Or would we? If we were all flawless, would we all not tie in competition? Mull over that for a while, as well as I.

We should all stop fighting each other because of religion, race, or interest. If everyone, we'll pretend, was Christian, would there be as much drive for Christ? Or would we all care less, simply because there would be so much less hate? If we all, we'll pretend, were Asian, would there be any difference in us all? How could we study other heritages? If we all, we'll pretend once more, liked the Lemony Snicket series, would it so much be a gem, or a mere series? Something is only wasted once it is loved so widely that others are forgotten in its reign.

Instead, we should all go-- where ever we can, rather than trying to get to the next level. Rushing through life will only result in forgetting what makes life worthwhile; stopping to see someone's reaction, planning things never to happen, or watching where the ant goes next.

When our hourglass has its few last grains, we should count the beautiful ones, instead of ruling out the revolting ones, because this is simply impossible; no reward is unintentional. A happy moment, I believe, is something that is just a relief for a less pleasant one.

So wait. Let someone else get in the taxi first. Smell the roses. Indulge. Life doesn't change, so don't wait for it to.

I disagree with a lot of that, but I think the basic point of that is still true. I think I wrote it a bit obnoxiously, but I was a bit obnoxious...
I specifically remember giving it to Mrs. Broome-- not because I wanted extra credit, which what I got, but because I wanted to have an orderly debate. I don't think she thought I was capable of holding my own... but what else is new?

In other news, I'm tired of people acting nonchalant when they really care.

Image related:

I wish I could find a bigger picture... it's by London grafittiist Banksy, who does good, intelligent grafitti. He's amazing, banksy.co.uk!

(P.S.: I've decided to stop deleting my posts. Yay?)