a love affair with literature

POWERFULMIND/POWERLESSMINDER

Expect the worst, Hope for the best.

Fuck that Shit. If you expect shit to go wrong, shit Will go wrong.

Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst. That’s my philosophy. Positive thinking can be such a powerful thing and can make such a positive impact on your life. I’m one of the worst people to tell to stay positive because my mind constantly races with the ‘If’ ‘buts’ and ‘maybes’ in any given situation. But I’m definitely trying.

You have to be prepared for the worst. Not because you expect it to happen; just because you have to be practical. It’s like moving to a country that is notorious for tornados and trying to build a house made of glass. That would just be stupid.

The fact is. Bad things are going to happen. Shit fucks up and it’s hard and it hurts, but life is hard and life hurts. And we have to be ready for what may come. It doesn’t mean you dig yourself a home underground or guard your heart with a leaden shield forever. It just means you have a plan in mind if you need to pick up the pieces of whatever might fall apart.

Don’t expect Anything in this life. We were put on this earth, we didn’t create it. Anything we are given-we’re lucky to get. Live to be happy and accept that you’re going to be sad. Even people born into a 2.4 family home with a silver spoon in their mouths And stuck up their arss are going to be sad sometimes.

It is what it is.

We can’t control everything and that which we can not control we must accept. You just have to keep it moving and focus on what you can change for the better.

The secret is that the mind is a powerful thing. We as humans are just powerless minders. We don’t realise how much a thought can manifest into reality. We underestimate what we can achieve just by believing in it and mentally embracing it.

Learning to control your thoughts and channelling them into a positive light can be life changing. The only thing stopping you is how much you really want things to change.

Here’s hoping.

STUCKINTHEMOMENT

Seize the day, carpe dium, aprovechar el dia.

We are told, so often to ‘live in the moment’ that I think we’re starting to take the term too literally.

Life is short, that much is true and so we have to appreciate every moment and look at it for what it is. we have to enjoy all the good moments because we don’t know what the next moment may bring. And we must endure every moment because life is in fact a gift.

‘Living in the moment’ has to be a state of mind. To literally live there would be selfish. You have to look out for yourself in this world and do what it takes to be happy but to completely disregard the possible consequences of your choice of actions is just uncouth.

Part of experiencing happiness is finding someone that loves and appreciates who you are and where you’re hoping to go. In order to hold on to that person (and trust me you want to hold on) is to appreciate them back.

Don’t get stuck in a cycle of your own moments and forget that somebody is trying to make you their world. Being happy with somebody else comes with compromise and thoughtfulness. If you don’t think a minute about what you’re doing in each moment you might make the stupid mistake of losing them.

‘Take each day as it comes’; ‘take things days by day’, ‘live for today’. There is only so little looking ahead you can do before all you’re staring at is the ground right in front of you, while you fail to notice that person walking away. That person could be everything. That person could be everything you need. You can’t just ‘live for the moment’; you have to think about what each moment could bring.

FEARLESSHEART/FEARINGHOPE

The heart is fearless, but everything else makes us afraid… why is that?

We don’t let things remain simple. We wonder and we analyse and we second guess. It could all be so simple but it seems like we’d rather make it hard. How can we continuously complicate matters when all that matters is how we feel? Honesty equals vulnerability. We speak our feelings- sometimes not by choice, and then we freak out because not only have we admitted it to them, we’ve admitted it to ourselves. The omission, now spoken aloud means that things are real. Shit.

It’s so like us, as weak, pitiful human beings to withdraw and to hold back when we realise we’re losing control of our feelings. We question ourselves. We won’t let go, we pull back. We’re selfish. We all know that words are powerful and beautiful and sometimes everything. But when words are not consistently accompanied by actions, they can just as easily mean nothing.

Sometimes we can become a little crazy when we realise the power we had over our senses are slowly slipping through our fingers. We’ve been hurt and we cant bare to think of what might happen to us if we’re hurt again, of how we might handle the pain; or how we might not handle it.

But crazy, irrational thoughts can be avoided if clear and honest actions take their place. We as confused, scared silly human beings need to feel stable and certain.

Life is uncertain. Things change. Feelings change. Hope is hard to hang onto. But only honesty and communication can keep us connected. Only taking a chance and working hard can keep us together. We need to face the fear of hope before we can embrace the fearlessness of the heart.

MATTERSOFTHEHEART

Sometimes we don’t understand why we feel the things we do. Sometimes our heart just takes control. It can be a shock, a surprise. It can be a sharp realisation; to suddenly open your eyes to new feelings you didn’t know you could even hold inside you. It can come across ugly, angry, it can freak you the fuck out and then it can make you wonder if it’s really a good thing at all.

It’s scary. How can you possibly contain all these emotions, emotions that are probably written all over your face, just because that’s what you’re ‘supposed’ to do? You’re not supposed to tell all and bare your soul to this person because you don’t even really know them and you’re not really even sure its right and you can’t be certain that its real; but it is.

Your head- full of memories of past pain and regret from previous situations- tells you it might not be real, to slow down, to be careful. But your heart, your heart tells you that in fact, this is all you need.

The heart is forever making the head its fool.

Your heart has been hurt and it has ached and parts of it have broken, now held together with weak stitches of hope; and it just wants to heal. It reaches out to something when something feels good and it’s going to be very hard to make it let go.

The heart wants what it wants.

The heart doesn’t play fair. It’s selfish and demanding and keeps pulling and wanting more.

The heart is fearless but everything else makes us afraid.

We think too much, talk too much, and listen to everyone else too damn much. Why do we let the rest of the world interfere in something that is supposed to be made for two? We let others convince us that it’s our heart making us unwise, that we’re letting our heart make errors in judgement but the heart is where all our true wisdom gets stored up. It knows truth and forgiveness and love and hope; unexamined; untouched; pure.

We think our head knows reason, but all we do is constantly obsess over what we will never truly understand.

The heart has reasons that reason does not understand.

Matters of the heart are and will always be matters beyond our control. And all we can do is accept that.

Once you can accept and respect that the heart does and should control everything you do - even with all the hurt and pain that will inevitably follow – you’ll feel more in control than ever.