Human is as lovely does (thoughts on the bus)

Sadness is a madness which affects those who have, even for a single moment in their lives, known joy. For joy is fleeting, naturally, and so we ‘feel’ the ebbs and flows as we go.

I am not sad, no. Though the beauty I see in others, the world, and myself, is a deep mournful (and joyous) melancholy.

We cannot have peaks without valleys, nor fast without slow, nor good without bad. Terrible sadness and rapturous ecstasy are no different, in this regard.

Indeed, existence is a continuum of emotive conflagrations…ever rising and crashing in this ocean of reality that all experience alone, and together as social beings.

Human is as lovely does; love the tide, enjoy the ride, and live that rich existence (with all which that entails)… all the way to the end, my friend.

Some beautiful stuff below.


p.s. This little nothing was inspired (on the bus) by something I posted online to some anonymous person contemplating suicide. See below.

“If you don’t like your job, you never quit… instead, you just ask for way too much money. That way they’ll probably tell you to fuck off, OR you get all that money, and the ball is still in your court.

The same is true with life. You NEVER quit… instead, just live differently. You’ve not tried it all. You’ve not seen it all. If you absolutely must… just fuck off somewhere and live like Christ, John Wayne, Nietzsche, or Freddie Fucking Mercury.

TL;DR There’s a lot more shit out there in the Universe that does not have sentience. You have it. Don’t waste it. Never give up… if you must though… just ask for too much from life, and if you die trying… I bet you’ll either be terrified, or exhilarated in the process.”

About Ossington

I often think but seldom share these thoughts. And if the product of my thinking is to affect anything but my own sense of satisfaction, then surely it must be shared. Here you may try to know what I believe to know.
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