Saturday, May 18, 2013

Life changes as time passes

    The inspiration of the mind as brought to me something very deep and at the same time very realistic to tell. It’s about how time can change the idea of people, of society, of the social groups, of general thinking, on so many topics that for some they can’t comprehend but for some other they can mostly know the general meaning of this.

    I may be a general blog like some others, in which I may not distinguish my thinking and talking as being so general, or being as normal as people may think, or not being the right person society wants to see on new blogs, or that’s what I’m thinking. If I can’t decide the right path to follow and accept, is not because I can’t do it, is because I just can’t make a right justification to make it very clear to me, and to the others.

    People would say: forget about others, think about yourself, see what’s right for you and how can you apply on your actual situation and if you dare to risk everything possible to change yourself. That’s a tough statement; I may have a slight idea of what I was developing in a long time, ending up in confusion, in a weird notion of making things worse than normal expectation.

    Maybe I do confuse you because you may not see in which world I live (referring as the one we all live inside, our own planet). Unlike other peoples’ lives, my expectation in the place I get around most of the time, my house, isn't as powerful, as great, as strict as others, I may be fortunate about it, but that was not the same on other times. As a boy I would fear some of the rules and strict moments in which you felt you must do the right things, behave the way everyone’s behaving, understand all contents they tell you. And because I can captivate the data very well, all of what they told me was being real for me.

    But there was a problem involving all this data and its application. I could see that all what they said was beautiful and enlightening enough to make a better living in ourselves, but at that time, I didn't see that they can apply the data in a perfect way. Ignoring some concepts and important realization of data, we were still living a normal life that cannot be expressed as a transcendental instance of my life.

    When the “Great Change” occurred, my comprehension of what I was told was being corrupted in different ways I couldn't accept it all by once. All this saved data, I thought it could be applicable in future times, but then they weren't able to make it happen and, with all the changes, limitations of improvement and my final inhibition towards society, all of what I was thinking was losing its power, even though it didn't lost completely.

    All the events that happened on the “Great Change” can have different points of view, depending in the position in which I am now. At other times, I could give a different meaning in order to achieve different goals in life. One of the most important ones was the transcendental meaning of life. How could be that someone like me wanted to achieve such an extreme difficult achievement? I wouldn't know. But one of the requirements to make progress on the goals was not to be shy, being talk-active, know what to say, know a lot about both sides of the social world, adapt to different situations made by them and make a good impression on their lives and their causes of progression.

    Of course, it was too much of me in the position I was, but nevertheless the institution of the bases were established, so the moment I can make a good use of those bases, and succeed in a recursive way, I can obtain at least the minimum of what I wanted to obtain. Beat the addiction of over thought and repetitive actions that don’t lead to anywhere is some objective to obtain.

    In short, I was there, I was ready to overpass the knowledge learned as a child, all those repetitive data obtained, and apply them in a very fashioned way, and with that getting one of the most desired things in life, and that was, a nice friendship that can share my interests in life and activities, regardless of anything else.

    And people would ask: why didn't that happened? Simply because they all think that I’m just too innocent for them, because I may not understand the things they have understood at that time, because I didn't know things they knew already, because their level of data gathering and resources was way too higher than mine. They saw me and they just walked away....

    It was obvious, it was very clear that I won’t obtain the right position a single boy would obtain at that time. But still I was still trying, and people didn't stop me, people didn't tell me, people didn't warn me, that it wasn't the right place for me, not because I wouldn't achieve it on time, because I was only another person on another institution, and little they knew what I was feeling at that time, little they knew the consequences of what was happening.

    Little they know now who I actually am and that’s the worst part. But I didn't know another thing, because I was stuck, I was stuck in my studies and I was stuck that I couldn't separate the comfortable event of a daily routine. At the end, nothing mattered anymore.

    Little they ask what was of little me after all of those events. They know that I have certain relation and that I was a very reserved boy, but nothing else mattered. They didn't ask if I have the things they have. They could have assumed I am, even if I didn't show it as everyone else. That really sucked....

    With a lot of social experience gained, they can apply a very adaptive situation of conversation in which I can fit but the ones who will take over the conversation will be them.

    And still my social interaction will be as weird as the first time, and it was extremely difficult to break through some barriers that forced me to not be me, to save myself from that extreme world I was. I know that I could be on another place and the “Great Change” wouldn't happen. I may live an easier experience and stared with some advantage. Of course my life would be a little rougher and my level wouldn't be so great (or that’s what I could think but maybe not), but at least I wouldn't fear lots of things I had.

    And even if that could happen, I wouldn't assure my position of the Ambiance I most live, my house. The living things and all the weird situations, all what I’m telling know, the position I am know. All the things.... I don’t know what would happen. But still, I don’t know why.

    I don’t know why I’m telling all of this. Other people’s blogs have a better understanding of themselves and they have accept themselves as they are know, and made a better realization of what to follow and what to expect from their actions. And because of that people have more attraction to follow them. And after 2 years, my only goal was overcoming shyness and be more open to myself, talking about things I know (and maybe thing that people would show me), not accepting myself who I am, not accepting the events happened, even though they showed me how to deal with it, in an intent of not thinking with those books they would cover their errors..., nothing to worry about I guess....

    With my immersion as a User of Internet, most of my ideas were slowly changing. The only thing I would ask all of you is: what I was doing wrong all these time. Maybe you can’t answer me, because you may not know me enough to say it. You may want to ask and see what’s wrong. I just want to see if I could have a chance to meet someone again without destroying who I am right now, at the moment of another change.


    I would like to continue, but I saw that was a very long post. Make this a gift for all the posts I haven’t made after a long time....

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Writing in the morning, while making things in mind....


    I’m having a lot of struggle in my life, in any aspect of me, something that is supposed to be done, something that has to happen. The worst part is that my mind cannot accept it, in some way. I know a big change is about to happen and I’m feeling that I’m not prepared to take all of this, maybe because of insecurity, maybe because of usual Introversion, maybe because of fear, maybe because I wasn't a normal boy, maybe because I had not the experience from normal activities from friends or else. And I feel like frustrated feeling that even with all my efforts and all of my attributions and focus and motivations. My always lack of experience will make my mind doubt.
    Why can’t accept it? Because I must surrender a lot of things, take a lot of things as done, finish what I couldn't finish at other time, with other result, an unexpected result, but it must be done. I don’t feel sometimes that the time flow is normal. I can be lost for long periods of time, wandering out of the nowhere, it seems weird, but I don’t care a lot. Only evading the everyday pressure, and getting a lot of insecurities and doubts in a determined time.
    I can feel a little bit of depression of emotions, a little bit of emotional alteration, a little bit of lack of reason, a little bit of absentmindedness. Even though my base and my Near Position are quite maintainable, feeling all of this anyway is quite uneventful. It’s not that it must happen every day, or once a week. I can only feel how I get deep and deep and not wanting to do anything else.
    I don’t know how to talk about all of this, because it’s only an event, not of everyday issue. I know I have this problem and somehow a solution must be done.

    Meh, even in here I’m not sure how to continue.... :I, I just have to maintain my main position.
    Ok, my reason to write this post is gone, maybe because of being a little tired, hopefully I get more inspiration, and I’ll search and write it out.

By the way, in case you didn't noticed, we have passed the 2nd Anniversary of the start of the first blog, so yeah, I did remember it, just that I didn't have the chance of writing something about it. :P

Monday, April 29, 2013

Random Post of the Month

    If you can tell, I had another random post, but it was just as incoherent as this one but the last one didn’t wanted to be “of the Month” , so this is.

    Why I wanted to write, because I wanted to get out of some random routinely activities I do on each day, so I can be fine as I am now, and I want to feel this way. Knowing nothing about what things other people would do. And I know I can’t get out of my head the ideas I create, but fortunately I’ve been learning to control all of this and focus on the real thing, rather than act on emotional impulse that can  made me lose valuable time.

    It’s all about having an hour or two by day trying to calm myself to focus on the most important things, but I know I can control it because I’m widening and opening up more to people, the people I have the confidence to talk, and I feel great.

    This is going to be short because I want to make a post on the last day of this Month so maybe I can tell a lot more things on that hehe, well, see you then :3

Sunday, April 21, 2013

The sound of Silence

I
Can you hear the Sound of the Silence?
Can you really know what do they say?
Struggling hard inside one's mind 
as the world continue sending and receiving
in a lapse of a second.

A fast-paced mind that can see infinite views,
turned against itself when the reason is lost,
leading to fast-paces conclusions
no one ever thought he would think.

In one of those unexpected events,
it came with a single conclusion,
asking itself it it was reasonable
to maintain the broken things left,
to try again the same initiatives,
to apply the learned in something unknown,
to face the same fears over and over again....

There was nothing you can do,
without getting out your comfort zone.
All opened ways are getting to a closing point,
but a scarce few weak ones are still there...

Whatever sound I hear from my headphones right now, 
if it touches me, I'll have that sensation of emotion...

II
A narrow area to step on one foot, 
and the other stepping on sensitive strings,
each thing I see, I hear, I smell, I touch,
is leading me to fall into dismay....

The matter is unstoppable,
but why I can't move a single finger,
only seeing up above and let time flow,
the flow that everyone else follows....

People talk, people see, 
people come, people go,
people and more people,
it's all about them, but:

Where they came from?
How can I find them?
How can I approach them?
How can I feel secure?

Don't care if tears might fall in harmonious flow,
It's only the result of my eternal flaws...

III
If it wasn't for this sensation,
of overwhelming shyness,
I could be the most normal person,
I could be the thing I really wanted to be.

And if it wasn't for those experiences,
those that came from the past,
I would know in which times I was wrong,
I would know in which times not to be insecure.

But instead of throw everything away
and say this's a lost cause and rant,
against everything, against everyone,
and let myself dive into a bottomless pit,
I just won't.

And that didn't came from my parents,
that didn't came from my friends,
that didn't came from my classmates,
nor teachers, nor school, nor else.

It came from myself, the other part,
the one who is immune of all emotion,
the base of MY LIFE, MY WORLD.
Formed once when trying to solve everything.

Word by word, the echoes hurt my mind,
shaking hands that can't stand powerful ideas...

IV
Yeah, who cares if I cry or not, 
who cares if I try to be nice every time,
even in the most remote cases,
it wouldn't care if events can be spoiled.

But all that suffering isn't right,
but I'll endure all of it if necessary,
on same situations others would fall,
then they see their problems....

I didn't want to be this way but I see
crying isn't the thing I like to myself
feeling lonely isn't the thing they want,
struggling a lot isn't as normal as it should be.

But here I am, trying to put end ALL of THIS,
even if I can't stand up, I fall constantly,
I won't let my emotions control my life,
I won't let my mind to believe all what I think.

But only one word, the supportive one would help,
until I believe I shouldn't depend on people....

Friday, April 5, 2013

Random Post of I don't know


It's not that I don't understand or something, it's just that I can feel how weird things are going on and how would end up eventually.
The thing most people wouldn't see it clearly is sad for me, because I don't know if the things I would say for Motivation Point can be as effective and powerful.
But then I remind I don't have anyone near me and my fear of rejection gets too high, but they don't know how their actions could affect someone, but it's know that I have to remind this everyday so we can have some nice conversations. I feel that I could annoy them and then end up rejecting me. So I've always been careful for that.
My position doesn't want to make direct ideas because when I receive one, even if it's not directed towards you, I still fell sad about it, because of thinking of how it would feel to be there in that place. I just can't handle it, I lose concentration (which I don't like it) I put my focus towards recovering my stability of emotion and restoring the thing I was doing before. It takes a long time.
Feeling that your attribution gets rebounded towards you is hurtful, because it's energy to use and if you rebound energy in a counter direction, it just adds up more energy that isn't needed..., but still, I don't know how people feels so I don't know how DIRECT and MEANINGFUL their words are, I just don't know, they just don't know.
And I know if I get to overcome shyness and become better person, I'll have to face things that I can't possibly imagine, things normal people do everyday, things that I don't usually do. And that I can't be as personal as others can do, but still even if COMPUTER ENGINEERING doesn't need a lot of SOCIAL INTERACTION...!!
, I'm still making my best.
Even if it hurts.
It's silly to think that I'm just a silly boy that suffers from trying to get new friends, and my Introversion just can't make me think of everybody, but this feeling of Having Friends is just still there, I just can't ignore it, and therefore I have to do it because I don't know, there is that special meaning of finding something special, something that can make you happier I don't know..., if it weren't on my head banging with those ideas, I wouldn't care.
But the thing is that I DO. That's why I'm here, and that's why I'm not going to give up, because Base Establishment, based on  mostly objective-positive thoughts and ideas, says that I can't be negative on myself and that I can try with different options.
I know I can be better, so does everyone else, and if I were to break subjective ideologies to make to the right sense of the idea, it would hurt but all because of my sensation of Friendship and stuff.
I don't have an image of motivation or a finishing positive move but I can say something...:
Everyone. Likes. Things...
(But I'm not your friend anyway...)
Richie:"That not a FINISHING MOVE!!, say something more productive than that"
Erick:" You!"
Richie:"That's not a thing...."
Erick:"No, I mean, this is a better finishing move"
Richie:"You can't just think negative things out of nowhere..."
Erick:"But, I can't help it..."
Richie:"But you can't just express it that way..."
Erick:" But how if only the things I hear is the wind and void things and deterministic and firm statements of..."
Richie:"Meh!!, you are just here because..."
Erick:"Because I want everyone to be happy....?"
Richie:"Exactly, even with your kinda cold personality..."
Erick:"How can I be cold, if I get feelings about things...."
Richie:"Well, your emotions towards your Friendship Ideology is something but if you take out that...."
Erick:"That's why I won't take it out!!"
Richie:"OK, I think you have your point no?"
Erick:"I think so...."
Richie:"Ok then hehe"
Erick:"Only they can understand this.... hehe"
Richie:"Say something nice"
Erick:" I won't say potato, I'll put it on a random comment"
Random Post of the day
Even if I can't say my life here, I hope to consider my point of view, think of Neil Gaiman, great guy, and astro Teemo, and BMO and Ulala dancing with Michael Jackson and Pikachu.
Everybody loves Pikachu.... :3

Friday, March 29, 2013

A World and a Bridge



Meteors, meteors everywhere,
atmosphere of the wide world of matter
that fills the nothing and turns in an object
up to the luminous sky and into the cold sea.

Silence, the sound of void,
the wave that tells the sensation of the past
experience of time when we thought we'll be nice
'till the time when we saw they'll stepping away.

Impact, the shake of the word,
the moment your mind has grasped all the sounds
that feeling the body invades all around,
manifestation and rebound, the loop of the hit.

A word, a single word,
a bunch of words, a million of words.
A sentence, a single one,
a bunch of ones, a thousand of the same.

A being, a single being,
a bunch of people, the entire planet.
A world, a single world.
so many worlds, so many bridges,
new ones, broken ones,
unrepaired ones, unsustainable ones
all connected, neither is alone.

A side of the bridge, my world sees another,
as I walk along, the bridge shakes as usual,
then I step in the middle and the other too,
we see each other, a fear get stand up.

Earthquakes, tornados, eruptions, inundations,
the shaking, the dreadful thing that can't stand alone,
the blessing, the mysterious thing that surrounds all your world,
the comfort, relief that can't be explained.

A side of the bridge, I see my world again,
I survived another encounter, I don't know why,
my feelings, what would happen next?
When that world approaches again....

I see meteors, lots of them,
they just come but they don't cross the bridge....