Thursday, March 19, 2009
on inequality.
the sad truth about inequality, realized at five this morning, is that those with disabilities will never truly be treated equally.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
i woke up this morning feeling brand new
Glimmers of sorrow & mourning still make it through. The loss of a life, no matter how far or how close to you at such an age..devastating. The world somehow feels more serious now, yet more playful at the same time. It's horrible. Live your life to the fullest. Don't let the stupid shit get you down. Such a purposeful person. I love you my angel. See you on the other side. Her words so haunting.
Yes we can. No longer just a line to win an election. Or maybe it is & will always be. We are the generation. I am the generation. OSAP be damned. TD be damned. I can do whatever I need to. This is my time. Never ending papers & exams. Classes & boring lectures. 10 hour shifts & a constant lack of sleep. I'm sick of being told I can't. I can. I will. Give me time.
I have fallen. I have overspent. But here I am. Live your life. For those who can't & for yourself.
Dreams. Hope. Faith.
Yes we can. No longer just a line to win an election. Or maybe it is & will always be. We are the generation. I am the generation. OSAP be damned. TD be damned. I can do whatever I need to. This is my time. Never ending papers & exams. Classes & boring lectures. 10 hour shifts & a constant lack of sleep. I'm sick of being told I can't. I can. I will. Give me time.
I have fallen. I have overspent. But here I am. Live your life. For those who can't & for yourself.
Dreams. Hope. Faith.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
is it bright where you are
Every so often I'm made into something I'm not. They give me advice & for a couple days, maybe a few weeks, I'll keep up. Then I'll slowly revert back to the old me. It's simple. I'm simple. I don't know if it's expected or if I'm just trying to be what they want. I wonder how long this time will last.
An escape is what's needed. Every so often an escape from people & things & places & school & work. A world where no one really knows me & everything all built up within escapes. There's only so much one can take until they break. Next week, it ends. Up in smoke. The progression, the excitement, the release. Back to square one. Broke & needing something to hit.
The sounds of 4am are no longer appealing to me. Once a breathe of fresh air from the stupidity of the average person, now it haunts me. The silence has become unbearable. The quiet of my new life. It's coming to an end, I know. But sometimes it's just too much. There's not enough stimulation, interaction. It leaves me questioning too much; too little?
Music guides my way.
An escape is what's needed. Every so often an escape from people & things & places & school & work. A world where no one really knows me & everything all built up within escapes. There's only so much one can take until they break. Next week, it ends. Up in smoke. The progression, the excitement, the release. Back to square one. Broke & needing something to hit.
The sounds of 4am are no longer appealing to me. Once a breathe of fresh air from the stupidity of the average person, now it haunts me. The silence has become unbearable. The quiet of my new life. It's coming to an end, I know. But sometimes it's just too much. There's not enough stimulation, interaction. It leaves me questioning too much; too little?
Music guides my way.
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