The World Is Burning

When the world is burning below us,

We’ll still be sitting,

Here.

In fire but at peace with our thoughts.

When the world is crying below us,

We’ll still be sitting,

Here.

In tears but happy with ourselves.

Some Introverts That Aren’t Shy

you may not be an extrovert, and you may not be an introvert. does it depend who you are with?

Introverts don’t have to be shy. I should know. I’ve decided that I want to change a part of me so that I’m not so outspoken, because all it brings is for the worse. I learnt the hard way. However, I still believe it is good to share your opinion – but you just have to do it in a subtle way or not at all. Only direct it to the right people. The wrong people will eventually find out, but that’s okay; the wrong people will probably understand you better by then.

Anyway, back to the point. Introverts don’t have to be shy. Introverts are the people that are not extroverts. There’s a middle to the scale but it’s very rare that we find any ambiverts. Having a balance of both is good – but we fond that you are probably more introverted or extroverted and not 50:50.

You may have not thought before if you are an extrovert or an introvert. People spend a long time in isolation, trying to find out who they are, when they should get out there before it’s too late. We are changing all the time – due to experience. You may go and see something amazing and want to see more amazing things like it, so start travelling. You may go through and relationship and come out of it thinking that it’s not for you; and rather than search for the right person, go off doing what you want (which often brings the right person, even if the subject is at the back of your head). Experience is what makes life. If you decide yourself before experience, then you are pretty much at death. Experience changes us, you will never be the person you set out to be.

Just because I drink tea and read books doesn’t mean that I’m not afraid to share my opinion and speak loudly for the better of people. You really underestimate the title of an introvert. You are scared of finding out that you aren’t who you thought you are.

‘Discover yourself, before helping discover others.’ is a phrase I do not agree with. In some circumstances, yes, it is good. To be used as a phrase to cover all boundaries – it is highly incorrect. The only thing you need to know about yourself is if you are the better person.

We can’t be the best person all of the time, but we can be the better person.

Wear Your Bad Day

Sometimes you just feel shit. But often it’s not just you – but your reaction to things around you that haven’t gone as you’d like them to. Like, you are going out for an evening and aren’t told until it is half and hour before you need to be there, or you have arranged to meet up with a friend but are told that you are going somewhere else instead.

This is an example of not getting our way. And my reaction to that is to write about it in my bed, on my phone, instead of reading like I planned. I’m not procrastinating – but it feels as though I am. I just can’t do what I wanted. And that isn’t shit. That’s just life, and society gives you a happy face to put on when you are not happy at all. Thanks society. But I’d like you to know when I’m feeling bad because then maybe you wouldn’t try and include me in conversations.

I don’t want to talk. I’m sad. Let me do things I want until I’m happy.

But often nothing goes as you want.

Footprints In The Snow

Footprints in the snow.

The tiniest movement of the foot,

And they will know.

Where you’ve been and where you’ve been stood.

A soft little toe print, in white mud.

Footprints in the snow.

Only takes a step and it’s ruined,

A perfect white blanket, a blow.

Because you’ve ruined the beauty of the landscape.

Don’t place your feet, for goodness sake.

Footprints in the snow.

One swipe of blood.

The detective will find and will know.

What sort of person a murderer would be.

Stupid enough to not plan me for me.

The Therapy of Words

Writing in this notebook is a diary. It wasn’t intentional, but here I am writing about every breath of my day and putting my mind in to words and scribbling them on to a page. Pouring out my thoughts on to paper. If I do empty my mind into this book then I have capacity to fill it up again – but that’s not really how things work. Most things stick to the inside of your brain like honey in the bottom of the jar.

As you may be aware, if you’ve read Tuesday’s post, I write traditionally on to paper. I do this quite a lot and it benefits my blogging. I take various sentences from my ‘diary’ and merge them into a paragraph that makes enough sense for other people to understand. I still write digitally – as I have to transfer these notes. Having a combination of the two makes writing easier for me and for some reason makes me feel healthier if I don’t just rely on the screen to get my words out.