something i took away from a sunday service at lake shrine is this:
the mango - i can know everything about: its size, composition, etc. but i won't truly know what a mango is until i taste it.
ah ha.
right? ... oh god i wish it were that easy. just taste that shit already. well, normally it is that easy for me. yet i currently find myself completely unable to grab the mango and taste it. i've reached a point where the thought of how good it'll taste is pretty much torture.
easy does it.
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i used to read depression as lethargy. and i'd judge people based on that idea. but today, the universe has proved me wrong as i find myself saying hello to the blues.
it's a different kind of blues. it's more like a celebration or ode to melancholy.. such a unique state to be in this time around as i work on re-branding it as a good thing. in fact that's where the true pain lies - teaching my brain that feeling blue doesn't mean that i'm a failure. basically when i was a kid, tony was one of those "stop crying!" dads. motivation mountain became that much steeper to climb.
yeah yeah: i'm an afterschool special cliché.
there's progress. interesting to note that all of this feels so healthy. you know what i mean? it's like sadness is okay, not something to be scared of being. alright, you get it. go blues!
B - L - U - E - S ! ! !
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grooving to gratitude. i feel so much gratitude i don't even know how to express it. my appreciation is constantly born.
jay-z's "may the best of your todays be the worst of your tomorrow." exactly.
visuals of the real world:
do you really think she'll pull through?
