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Sometimes words just aren't enough. :0)
The things that inspire me more than anything in life, are songs that have no lyrics, movies that have no plot, words... things that don't simply ask you questions, they make you ask yourself questions.
Because isn't it better to think, and feel? Because words really can't express the amount of well... fantasticness in this world. And it really upsets me that I can't really express myself in as many various ways as I can.
And words will never, ever, no matter how hard I try, describe how I feel all of the time, and sometimes, not much can, and I tend to believe that nothing can show how I feel. And maybe, sometimes, nothing can.
But what really hits me, is perhaps on how little I have to express so much. And I kinda enjoy writing poetry, but I mean... I wish I could really show myself in so much more.
And I really do wish I didn't have to rely on so little. It's my own fault, and it's the way I've always been.
Yesterday I was given a song that I had heard years ago and couldn't get it out of my head, by Mr Nice Guy, no less... but I never knew what it was called. I used to humm it to myself even when I hadn't heard it in ages.
And if you're wondering, The Mission [Theme] - Ennio Morricone... Ennio Morricone has always ruled.
You know what the problem with words are? They're never universal. I mean, what sort of humanity do we have, if we express ourselves in such a limited way? When can words ever truly have imagination? Structure, story, maybe...
But can you describe music with words? Can you paint a picture with grammar and punctuation, the entire dictionary could never explain to a blind man what a sunset looks like. Or what your friend looks like when he dances. :0)
And the things people preach, the things they talk about so much in trying to help others, are usually the things they so desperately need help in themselves...
And what's left to inspire us if we trap ourselves into single outlets? If we can only laugh through words, if we can only be inspired through sight...
And today, for one of the first times in so long, I'm not writing mainly to inspire others... I'm trying to inspire myself.
There is enough laughter in this world to feed more sadness. And if we can laugh, then we can think, and if we can think, then we can sing, and if we can sing then hell we can dance.
And if we just keep creating, there's little more we can do. We can be inspired by everything. And if you think if like every little emotion in life is on a pole, all stuck together so all these poles are stretched out in a star, then wouldn't it be cool if we could reach all those poles? Right to the top, every single last damn emotion we could ever find.
Because that's the only real way we can live. Utterly, and completely. If we can't feel hate, what's the point of love, anyway?
And you can write all you can about your past, and how much it hurt you or troubled you... but what we perhaps should do, is write about our present... how pathetic we are today, how worried we are today, how disgusted, how dignified, how sickened, how happy.
And my emotions are ever changing. Am I off balanced, or just varied? Because if I just felt the same all the time... wouldn't that be so much more worse?
The things that inspire me more than anything in life, are songs that have no lyrics, movies that have no plot, words... things that don't simply ask you questions, they make you ask yourself questions.
Because isn't it better to think, and feel? Because words really can't express the amount of well... fantasticness in this world. And it really upsets me that I can't really express myself in as many various ways as I can.
And words will never, ever, no matter how hard I try, describe how I feel all of the time, and sometimes, not much can, and I tend to believe that nothing can show how I feel. And maybe, sometimes, nothing can.
But what really hits me, is perhaps on how little I have to express so much. And I kinda enjoy writing poetry, but I mean... I wish I could really show myself in so much more.
And I really do wish I didn't have to rely on so little. It's my own fault, and it's the way I've always been.
Yesterday I was given a song that I had heard years ago and couldn't get it out of my head, by Mr Nice Guy, no less... but I never knew what it was called. I used to humm it to myself even when I hadn't heard it in ages.
And if you're wondering, The Mission [Theme] - Ennio Morricone... Ennio Morricone has always ruled.
You know what the problem with words are? They're never universal. I mean, what sort of humanity do we have, if we express ourselves in such a limited way? When can words ever truly have imagination? Structure, story, maybe...
But can you describe music with words? Can you paint a picture with grammar and punctuation, the entire dictionary could never explain to a blind man what a sunset looks like. Or what your friend looks like when he dances. :0)
And the things people preach, the things they talk about so much in trying to help others, are usually the things they so desperately need help in themselves...
And what's left to inspire us if we trap ourselves into single outlets? If we can only laugh through words, if we can only be inspired through sight...
And today, for one of the first times in so long, I'm not writing mainly to inspire others... I'm trying to inspire myself.
There is enough laughter in this world to feed more sadness. And if we can laugh, then we can think, and if we can think, then we can sing, and if we can sing then hell we can dance.
And if we just keep creating, there's little more we can do. We can be inspired by everything. And if you think if like every little emotion in life is on a pole, all stuck together so all these poles are stretched out in a star, then wouldn't it be cool if we could reach all those poles? Right to the top, every single last damn emotion we could ever find.
Because that's the only real way we can live. Utterly, and completely. If we can't feel hate, what's the point of love, anyway?
And you can write all you can about your past, and how much it hurt you or troubled you... but what we perhaps should do, is write about our present... how pathetic we are today, how worried we are today, how disgusted, how dignified, how sickened, how happy.
And my emotions are ever changing. Am I off balanced, or just varied? Because if I just felt the same all the time... wouldn't that be so much more worse?
Grix Thraves wrote:
> The things that inspire me more than anything in life, are songs that
> have no lyrics, movies that have no plot, words... things that don't
> simply ask you questions, they make you ask yourself questions.
Music is beautiful without lyrics, that's the kind of music I prefer.. although there is a song by Neil Young (Natural Beauty), and it is so meaningful inside those lyrics..
I don't know why, but I've been hooked on Thomas Newmans' music for about 2 years ever since I heard his music in movies. Gets me thinking more clearly about things.
And I can't finish this post properly, so I'll stop there :)
> The things that inspire me more than anything in life, are songs that
> have no lyrics, movies that have no plot, words... things that don't
> simply ask you questions, they make you ask yourself questions.
Music is beautiful without lyrics, that's the kind of music I prefer.. although there is a song by Neil Young (Natural Beauty), and it is so meaningful inside those lyrics..
I don't know why, but I've been hooked on Thomas Newmans' music for about 2 years ever since I heard his music in movies. Gets me thinking more clearly about things.
And I can't finish this post properly, so I'll stop there :)
Azul²°°³ wrote:
> I like Grix too.
> His posts normally enlighten me and stuff
I like Grix too.. and you just saved me from typing those words :D
> I like Grix too.
> His posts normally enlighten me and stuff
I like Grix too.. and you just saved me from typing those words :D
I like Grix too.
His posts normally enlighten me and stuff
His posts normally enlighten me and stuff
I like me too. hehe.
I'm changing the name of my company, and putting lots more effort into it. More to come.
I'm changing the name of my company, and putting lots more effort into it. More to come.
I like Grix
Grix Thraves wrote:
> Because words really can't express the amount of
> well... fantasticness in this world. And it really
> upsets me that I can't really express myself in as
> many various ways as I can.
That's why we have artists making music, films, paintings etc. A picture paints a thousand words and all that. The English language is too restrictive for describing feelings and thoughts properly and concisely.
> And my emotions are ever changing. Am I off balanced, or just varied?
> Because if I just felt the same all the time... wouldn't that be so
> much more worse?
That's normal, don't sweat it. If you felt the same all the time you'd be a robot.
> Because words really can't express the amount of
> well... fantasticness in this world. And it really
> upsets me that I can't really express myself in as
> many various ways as I can.
That's why we have artists making music, films, paintings etc. A picture paints a thousand words and all that. The English language is too restrictive for describing feelings and thoughts properly and concisely.
> And my emotions are ever changing. Am I off balanced, or just varied?
> Because if I just felt the same all the time... wouldn't that be so
> much more worse?
That's normal, don't sweat it. If you felt the same all the time you'd be a robot.
Sometimes words just aren't enough. :0)
The things that inspire me more than anything in life, are songs that have no lyrics, movies that have no plot, words... things that don't simply ask you questions, they make you ask yourself questions.
Because isn't it better to think, and feel? Because words really can't express the amount of well... fantasticness in this world. And it really upsets me that I can't really express myself in as many various ways as I can.
And words will never, ever, no matter how hard I try, describe how I feel all of the time, and sometimes, not much can, and I tend to believe that nothing can show how I feel. And maybe, sometimes, nothing can.
But what really hits me, is perhaps on how little I have to express so much. And I kinda enjoy writing poetry, but I mean... I wish I could really show myself in so much more.
And I really do wish I didn't have to rely on so little. It's my own fault, and it's the way I've always been.
Yesterday I was given a song that I had heard years ago and couldn't get it out of my head, by Mr Nice Guy, no less... but I never knew what it was called. I used to humm it to myself even when I hadn't heard it in ages.
And if you're wondering, The Mission [Theme] - Ennio Morricone... Ennio Morricone has always ruled.
You know what the problem with words are? They're never universal. I mean, what sort of humanity do we have, if we express ourselves in such a limited way? When can words ever truly have imagination? Structure, story, maybe...
But can you describe music with words? Can you paint a picture with grammar and punctuation, the entire dictionary could never explain to a blind man what a sunset looks like. Or what your friend looks like when he dances. :0)
And the things people preach, the things they talk about so much in trying to help others, are usually the things they so desperately need help in themselves...
And what's left to inspire us if we trap ourselves into single outlets? If we can only laugh through words, if we can only be inspired through sight...
And today, for one of the first times in so long, I'm not writing mainly to inspire others... I'm trying to inspire myself.
There is enough laughter in this world to feed more sadness. And if we can laugh, then we can think, and if we can think, then we can sing, and if we can sing then hell we can dance.
And if we just keep creating, there's little more we can do. We can be inspired by everything. And if you think if like every little emotion in life is on a pole, all stuck together so all these poles are stretched out in a star, then wouldn't it be cool if we could reach all those poles? Right to the top, every single last damn emotion we could ever find.
Because that's the only real way we can live. Utterly, and completely. If we can't feel hate, what's the point of love, anyway?
And you can write all you can about your past, and how much it hurt you or troubled you... but what we perhaps should do, is write about our present... how pathetic we are today, how worried we are today, how disgusted, how dignified, how sickened, how happy.
And my emotions are ever changing. Am I off balanced, or just varied? Because if I just felt the same all the time... wouldn't that be so much more worse?
The things that inspire me more than anything in life, are songs that have no lyrics, movies that have no plot, words... things that don't simply ask you questions, they make you ask yourself questions.
Because isn't it better to think, and feel? Because words really can't express the amount of well... fantasticness in this world. And it really upsets me that I can't really express myself in as many various ways as I can.
And words will never, ever, no matter how hard I try, describe how I feel all of the time, and sometimes, not much can, and I tend to believe that nothing can show how I feel. And maybe, sometimes, nothing can.
But what really hits me, is perhaps on how little I have to express so much. And I kinda enjoy writing poetry, but I mean... I wish I could really show myself in so much more.
And I really do wish I didn't have to rely on so little. It's my own fault, and it's the way I've always been.
Yesterday I was given a song that I had heard years ago and couldn't get it out of my head, by Mr Nice Guy, no less... but I never knew what it was called. I used to humm it to myself even when I hadn't heard it in ages.
And if you're wondering, The Mission [Theme] - Ennio Morricone... Ennio Morricone has always ruled.
You know what the problem with words are? They're never universal. I mean, what sort of humanity do we have, if we express ourselves in such a limited way? When can words ever truly have imagination? Structure, story, maybe...
But can you describe music with words? Can you paint a picture with grammar and punctuation, the entire dictionary could never explain to a blind man what a sunset looks like. Or what your friend looks like when he dances. :0)
And the things people preach, the things they talk about so much in trying to help others, are usually the things they so desperately need help in themselves...
And what's left to inspire us if we trap ourselves into single outlets? If we can only laugh through words, if we can only be inspired through sight...
And today, for one of the first times in so long, I'm not writing mainly to inspire others... I'm trying to inspire myself.
There is enough laughter in this world to feed more sadness. And if we can laugh, then we can think, and if we can think, then we can sing, and if we can sing then hell we can dance.
And if we just keep creating, there's little more we can do. We can be inspired by everything. And if you think if like every little emotion in life is on a pole, all stuck together so all these poles are stretched out in a star, then wouldn't it be cool if we could reach all those poles? Right to the top, every single last damn emotion we could ever find.
Because that's the only real way we can live. Utterly, and completely. If we can't feel hate, what's the point of love, anyway?
And you can write all you can about your past, and how much it hurt you or troubled you... but what we perhaps should do, is write about our present... how pathetic we are today, how worried we are today, how disgusted, how dignified, how sickened, how happy.
And my emotions are ever changing. Am I off balanced, or just varied? Because if I just felt the same all the time... wouldn't that be so much more worse?