First, I would like to apologize for my informal and rather unprofessional voice in the first post. Ironically, in real life I am actually a very serious and composed persona, one you would probably always discover with a thoughtful, vacant stare. I have an extreme penchant for philosophical values, and I can argue with you for weeks on only one facet.
Now, wasn't that a scripted intro?
Perhaps you are wondering if I will go off on another disorganized tangent today. For those who are attached to digressions, I am sincerely sorry to say that the format for this post will be a little more structured, like that of a sonnet or haiku. But for every line, you have the will to illustrate your words any direction you want. Kind of life, isn't it?
Today, we are going to contemplate on stereotypes, since people fall me in that category much too often. I may have an ineffable attention span, but that does not mean I am not versatile or active. For many of my peers, the term 'fun' is taboo in their families, and days stumble past with fluttering workbooks pages and heavily scribbled documents. Work may be important, but the scaffolding for it is sometimes too strictly structured. We live upon it, thinking it will make us a better person, but it never really illuminates the light bulb, putting us into a time line excluding the downfalls and "Golden Ages".
I'll admit that I'm pretty much a dork. Researching is key to breathing, and each time a new wrinkle crumples in my brain, I have to muse for hours on it into the claws of midnight. Even though I feel discouraged when mistakes and flaws plummet upon me, I yearn for them. They are what make me human - a true living soul.
Essentially, there is less risk of failure when you huddle in an office cubicle for eight hours a day, but there is also a slimmer probability of success. If you really dissected the connotations of these two words, they are closely alike in every aspect. People view one as positive and another as negative, but is failure the end of your career? Is success the beginning?
Money is not life's specialty. The common assumption is that work will immediately follow with a monetary reward. But currency will soon lose its value, as fluctuating prices these days prove a future of inflation and depression. What we see with our eyes is temporal, but what we do not see is eternal. The micro and macro will linger even as light subdues to forces beyond our control and bids farewell to the master it served for countless generations. Time will continue to influence galaxies along the horizon and perhaps even mere figments of imagination. Legacies will never die.
Life is followed by death, but the end should not be mourned. Death is life, as it is another life to explore. But it should be noted that time will not fuel you forever.
Perhaps we are not worthy of being given the gift of living. So many of us slip it between our fingertips and let it shatter and go to waste. Some say that Earth was an accident in creation, an experiment failed by the Greater Good. But let it be known that nothing can happen without cause. Miracles do not exist.
If we did things upon compulsion, would we live life by its width rather than the length? If we did things we enjoyed, would everything taste a little sweeter? These are questions that are difficult to prove but equally challenging to disprove as well.
But it is proven that if we are confident in what we do, and we take action rather than try, our possibilities of savoring the moment and focusing the point will be exponentially higher. And while we share and cooperate with others on this lone planet, we are still individuals.
We can still change ourselves.
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I don't think my post lived up to its title at all. My intentions were to do a reporter-theme Q&A, but that never occurred, did it? Splat me with tomatoes if you'd like.
Well, I wish you a splendid day with grandeur upon your own opinion. And if you did somehow become diagnosed with a cardiovascular disease while panning over this blog, I am not responsible for medical bills or anything of that sort.
Good day.
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