Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3LOo_Ccyws
Now here ve go, ve gots another blog again. Zis guy, he rrreally speaks big, in metaphorrrikal sense. So, he be saying big vorrrded ideas like trrruly live yourrr life to fullest. Zat rrreally kontacts to old mobster like me, I have been arrround block morrre times zen I kan kount, I still rrremember young lads kut earrrly. I live on forrr zeirrr memorrries, ve family. Zis guy, zis guy herrre, he also said to have fun getting yourrr goals done. Zat kan be imporrrtant, morrrale is rrreally imporrrtant of men, zat is why ve alvays have night out everrry veek, got to keep lads happy. It matterrrs to me, forrr if I didn't enjoy what I did to get zerrre, what vas point. Okay, it prrrobably money. But still, idea is zerrre forrr fun times vith zat eventually. Zis guy, he said, hit me to rrroots of me. Don't over-complikate life. Jeez, ain't zat trrruth. You starrrt over-complikating zings, it starrrt messing vith you. Makes you jumpy, parrranoid. Makes you tirrred. Zat is niet good, ve kan't be having zose loose ends like zat. You got to keep it simple.
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OOOOOOOOOH GOLLY! I got to do more of these blogs, Christmas musta came early, because I know this be-a blessing. So, I gotta write 'bout some people in my disastrous life that have made a gargantuan difference to me. Well, that might be a tad difficult. OOOH who am I kidding, I can come up with five people as fast you can YEEEEEEEHAAAAW! Oh gosh golly, who could the first person be. Well, Imma tell ya. It my ol' Mattiboi, and this boy, he a-mighty lonely, but I be telling him that he got his ol' gal Besse, but he still get upset. He got a good gal already, yet he feels lonesome. I have tried my time and patience with this young feller and I feel it has made a dent in that thick skull of his. Why, if I had to push any further on it, it might-a pop, with it only full of air. Well, I gotta move further, for if I stayed any longer on this fine specimen of a young man, I might have to take a stick to that head and BAP it, real southern like. Just like papi used ta do. He gave me the patience and generosity to deal with these hard times that people be having these days, how difficult it is after them big ol' corporations them took over our livelihoods and such. He a good lad, and I hope to wrangle up more cows some day with this little fella. Gee willikers, I got ta move onwards, or else his currently lady folk might-a get a touch suspicious with me. Onwards, with the blessing of my lord, Baby Jesus. I will talk about my ma. The tough gal that raised this stubborn headed bull she calls a son. She been raising me since I was born with nothing but the lord's light, and my ma's embrace Always bring a-tear ta my eye whenever, just like whenever I remember these damn fine "patriots" coming downward to make all these fancy claims to our lands, just because they came with a "deed," or "law and order." Why, down in these parts, we ourselves are the law around here. Anyway, before I got off track. My ma, she the most striking figure to ever grace these parts, and has the work ethic and willpower to bring any bull down. She has made me the refined young man you see before ya. Imma move forward before any more talk of my ma bring me to tears, bless that women. The boy we moving towards is my own flesh and blood. My brother who has been the pillar of light from the beyond my whole life. He is the darn tootiest man you will ever see, he will make you smile and laugh so much that ya be busting ya gut and spilling your liquid gold all over the place. He really just the lighthouse that any ship be-a needing. He also knows how to aquire some valuable herbs that we need for our cooking and relaxtion. I might have to wrap this up now, before I bring myself to tears with this talk of closeness and friendship. This is Prospector Brehome Larson, saying one last yeehaw. Time to pour on the fire, and call in the dogs. Yeehaw, yeehaw, here we coming in with a blog. My favorite time of the week, minus any other part. Okay, here the deal, I have been surviving in this urban jungle for many a years now, and let me tell ya. It is hard, you gotta forgive. It builds on ya, and it makes ya feel better in the looooong run. Take that with some personal experience I got, and lemme tell ya. It is betta' for ya. Back in the oldin days of, yesteryear, I was a walking around, filled with the anger of a thousand hellfires, and boooy let me tell ya. It was not a-mighty pretty sight. Then I got to a-thinking, if I don't forgive, my soul shall be corrupte and I will be banished to the darkest nether realm. So, yeah kids, remember to forgive or else your soul shall become evil and tear itself from thee into thy heart and infest thee with the foulest of angers and despair. Link: https://www.success.com/how-to-stay-positive-when-life-gets-hard/
So, quote number one, the there will be trials and hardships but stay positive and everything will be okay. My thoughts about this is that it feels naive almost, especially the last part. I get positivity matters or something, but it doesn't solve everything. Just gives you higher precentages in this machine of a system. My life, is just a system of trials, like everybody else. Each person has their own. Being positive won't help with that right now, honestly. Moving on, the also stay positive, don't be discouraged, and the harder you work, more fulfilling it is. Which, that last statement is false. At least for me. No matter how hard or little I work on something, it is never fulfilling. Just feels like a waste of general effort. Sort of like now with these blogs, trying to be positive, and not get discouraged. But no matter how much work I will do, I still don't fulfilled. Finally, to the person who had cancer at 19, and is now positive and stuff. So, she gets that keeping positive is really difficult and all that all the time. Then she gives us some advice, and think about things that which makes us feel graditude and awe. Which, I guess that can work. I don't really see it, since I can feel all the awe in that moment, still won't change it, since it is a void, a void that sucks everything. Link:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gr0COGuAA4U
Well, let's go with this first one, why take others sympathy. Taking just makes me feel like I am dying. Honestly, I feel that way when I get sympathy from others I know. I may not be physically dying or anything like that, but it feels like it, since I feel like I don't need it or deserve it. So, yeah, just gonna move on from that. The in bed your dead thing, is quite relatable. When you are in bed, you don't do anything, you just want to vegetate there. Then nothing gets done. So, in bed your dead, is quite the profound statement. Then finally, you talk I'll listen, is astoundingly beautiful statement. I pretty much live by that, I generally have others talk, and I listen, i have gotten good at that. Able to just listen to people and how they are. Giving them just enough feedback. It is quite powerful. |
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