I remember a sign on a wall on the street where I used to live in San Francisco. It was painted by some students or something, something legitimate but looking like some nice, colorful graffiti; it said, "It is... I just feel like something wonderful is about to happen!" I think of that because that feeling just breezed through me. It wasn't huge, but it was like this ball of hope rolled through me. Ever get those? I dunno. Maybe something wonderful (though perhaps small) will happen. Maybe soon.
Hope is one of those things you can never have too much of. Even if it's stupid. Unless, of course, you're hoping that someone'll die or something. It's all about kindness, after all. I remember reading somewhere that that is the most noble of human aspirations, that one, small thing: simple kindness. Hm. Hope and kindness — if you put those together, if you can aspire truly to these two ordinary ideals (if you can hope when times are hopeless, if you can show kindness when all around you is cruelty) — if you can do them to the utmost, these two things become extraordinary. I think they have a name for people like that. I think they call them saints.
I'm no saint, and you probably aren't one either, huh? This is my own graffiti, though, for those who will peruse:
Something amazing is happening to someone right now.
You just might be next.
Yeah. Sometimes life is good, after all.
sag ich nicht
8:09pm tuesday, 12th april
Ich hasse ihn
king
1:11am sunday, 1st may
Thank you. It seems that this site is helping me, and that somehow, 'beyond my control' there is a path I am traversing which is carrying me forward towards the dream not yet realised.
sag ich nicht
king