
To my brothers who fell, to anyone who is in need of strength, to anyone at all who needs a reason to fight, I say to you, raise your fist in the air and roar with the intensity of which you desire, for we are all with you as you are with us. With all of these roars of power, we will cause our enemies to tremble. Whether they be human, or inanimate, they will tremble to our voices and crumble if we show no fear. Together my friends we fight! We fight for our future, our honor, and our glory! urah!
(Source: thesoulshiner)
For as long as there has been some sort of order, there has always been a rebellion not to far away from it. As I’ve witnessed within my surroundings, I see the defiance of the norm more and more as time passes on. It makes me wonder why people defy all that of which defines what “normal” is when the defiance itself will become the new norm after what is defined as normal diminishes. It is true that rebellion is necessary for change and the progression of our world, but what worries me is what people will rebel against these days. It seems as if rebellion in itself is normal nowadays. However, that is not what worries me. What worries me is the diminishing motives of rebellion itself. At first I remember people would defy something seen as wrong together in the hopes that some sort of peace was realized by their efforts. I remember the people before us who had to rebel for the progression of their rights as people in our very own history in America. These were the motives I would rally behind. Yet today, people now rebel over the simplest of things that won’t even matter in little time. If my children were to ever try to rebel, I would not stop them, but rather ask them; “What is your motive for this defiance of the norm, and what do you hope your efforts will bring about?” When their answer satisfies me is when my children shall rebel. For when one takes up arms in order to fight, I’ll hope that my next of kin shall take with them a cause that I can be proud of.
My mind keeps swirling, confusing me. One day I want this, the next day I want that. The rest of the damn time my mind hasn’t made up its mind. Its funny not knowing what you want. Sure I can want many things, but I don’t know how to attain these statuses or objects without compromising the integrity of my own life. Because I want to stay the same in an ever changing world, but I also want to live the way I want to live, rather than how I have to live. Aside from this digression, in my mind lives a chaos that of which powers an adolescent through his years of high school in the hopes that it will lead to a stress free path. In reality though, it feels like my mind and myself are two different people who have no sense of direction upon the highway that leads to the future. I actually don’t even know if its me at the wheel anymore. I feel as if my opinion doesn’t matter to those of which I want it to. Even so, that I fucked up in an obvious way for I am an educated idiot whom of which will be able to solve another person’s dilemma, but is unable to solve his own. This reality, it scares me to be truthful. Having to make a choice, reminding one’s self of past mistakes based on the choices made in one’s past. You might as well tell me to cut a wire on a bomb timer. In contrast to this thought, I know of a way out, yet I chose not to walk its path. To do what ever I wanted at any time would lead to more strife because my mind is also a fluctuating yinyang when it comes to evil thoughts and good thoughts. I can think of the most brutal ways to hurt, torture, and or kill a man, or even break him given some time to be creative, yet I can also think of ways to help those of which in need and how people could overcome difficulties within the modern day society. It makes no sense at all,my mind, yet its a part of me, and as a part of me I unconditionally love it.For without my mind, I am an animal who obeys the simplest of orders under a master whom of which would own my actions. This said, if someone could create the perfect answer that would solve my life, I’ll take it. For my mind is blank right now…
The last green leaf
Photo by Klaus Wiese
I would like to have the wings to fly from my normal existence into the existence in which I am free from earthen bonds, yet I would be allowed to come back home with open arms awaiting my descent into them.
(Source: tatianapedersen)
(Source: rebel-lover-with-a-soul)
Though you may be a faceless person in a sea of ordinary, let your actions depict what is invisible to those who do not see a face, but rather a friend.
(via sognatoredelicato)
usuallyalwayssometimes asked: that means a lot to me, and very nice tumblr! x
Thank you, and same goes for you about your tumblr.
usuallyalwayssometimes asked: thanks so much for reblogging my photo! x
No problem. The photo was too amazing for me to pass. :)