Random afternoon rant

I bothered to write down some thoughts earlier today while I was sitting on my backyard and here they are:

I couldn't run today. My injured leg keeps me from running. I'm hoping that it'll be ok by next weekend.
I miss running. I feel ok at this very moment. I cleaned the damn backyard, there were too many leaves, and the rain didn't help at all. But I'm not complaining about the rain, I sure missed it. I feel at peace today, just like when I run.
Whenever I run, I forget about everything, not a care in the world, nothing but me and running. Me wanting to get to the end of the orange line. Some times I've found myself listening to the band DREAMS and while that happens, the only thing that goes through my head is that my dream at that very moment is to run, to prove to myself that I'm alive.

Running is my therapy as I've mentioned before. Whenever I run I can honestly say I understand what "happiness" is.

Happiness

What is it? How do you define "it"?
How do you know what exactly is happiness?
Natural ecstasy perhaps?
Today I wondered, reached no conclusion... so I wondered some more.
I thought "today I want happiness."
Sought out to find it.
I txt'd someone.
Smiled.
Was that happiness?
Read a book, smiled some more.
I asked myself once again "is this happiness?"

[Sunshine, the earth says hellooooo!.... intermeZZZo]


What a bummer, I find myself still trying to define happiness.
I haven't the single clue as to how to get me some happiness.
If they sold it in any supermarket I'd be saying "give me 3lbs of happiness to go"
Maybe tomorrow things will be different...
I will find happiness... and give everyone a bit of it, like candy.
And the earth will finally say "hellooooooooo"

Dreaming

Am I awake?
Another random post?
Who's to say what's random...
7:55pm
Pass me some dreams... get me 3lbs of happiness to go please.
Oh no, I won't be having the usual.
Today I want happiness to go with sugar on top.
Donde estan los sodas.
que pasa!!!
Oh no, oh dios mio says el J. otra ves.
What is this now!
There's a cloud above us.. seems like someone is smiling.
Tomorrow, hopefully the sun won't shine.

Together

Everything is breaking apart.
Sin DIOS!!!
Miserias del systema.
Worthless thoughts. Never meant to make it to anyone's eyes.
Las palabras son importantes.
Answer.
8:40 am.
My first thoughts: I am hungry and need food.
Midnight madness.
No midnight snack. Lost talk
Black Metal records lying on the floor.
A random punk song to cure the heart.
Donde estan los snacks says J.
El Mafia!
Look out.
Bam bam.

Not everything has to make sense!

Brand

My thoughts are all mixed up. I can't express myself.

Everything is so far away from where things should be, figuratively.

It feels so empty in the sense that things can't seem to forge themselves into one act that perseveres through every form of animosity and negativism. I dare believe there's a beautiful tomorrow. For now I can't really think straight.

3am coffee and happiness.

*(The picture to the right was taken on my walk the last Friday but I didn't feel like posting it. Not yet anyway).

I'm starting to think I write for the sake of it. Just to keep my thoughts alive, don't really have another reason. I doubt anyone but Creo and the other "follower" Roihu read this. Some just glance through it for a second or two, just like I've done before in the past on other sites. I read, I feel, and it's not enough to keep my head in peace. I'm tired of wondering and wandering for so long. 

I'm not even sure if what I write is more than worthless lines that mean nothing but a waste of time to people that bother to come look at this blog.

I write, I dislike, I delete and then start over again.

I keep trying to make a good post, to make something worthy of your time.

In hope that you'll understand I do too have something to share.

Not just a dumb rant about a lonely day... even if that was all that I had.

I read a few lines from other blog earlier tonight and then I wondered why do some people neglect what they have and yet believe they have nothing... that made me realize I have done so too in the past and still keep doing it to some extent.

I felt like a hypocrite and with no right to judge.

I apologize.

The few lines I've managed to write so far seem like a rant rather than a good use of space.

I didn't even try to make it look that way because I'm not mad or sad.

I'm ok with myself at the moment... listening to Hypomanie and waiting for an email about a picture I worked on Photoshop today.

But that's just another story for some other day.

Back in the orange line... again.

Went running again to the orange line on Saturday morning... it was too cold, foggy. I regret not taking my camera; maybe next time. Took a few pictures with my cell phone but they didn't come out as good as I would've liked to.

We smile at the will of curiosity

"The idea of "blogging" had been on the back of my mind for quite sometime now. I guess I wasn't sure, I had toyed with the idea of writing down my thoughts and share them with the world for them to read the monotonous way of thinking that I have."

Let me just start by clearing some things up. I quit the trendy site that many just seem to be obsessed with. I miss talking to some friends that somehow forgot to say hi but we all make new friends. I decided to stick to my few real friends. I guess texting is my way of bothering them in a good way.

Lately things seem so different, I don't know if it's this is either good or bad. I've found myself listening to the new OSSEIN record "FÜHRER." It's different, its avant-garde sound has managed to catch my attention and somehow I've been listening to it continuously since I downloaded it. But then again, Ossein has managed to catch my attention ever since Mr. Bowie released Declination.Funny how I keep writing about such band when this is not a review but simply a mere listener who enjoys good music. If you haven't listened to this band then do so after reading this. Also, Nile has put his 3 releases so far for free download: http://www.myspace.com/ossein

In other news, life in the valley is too quiet and yet nice. Earlier today I took a simple walk just to clear my mind. The day was different, so gloomy, cold and with some fog. Although I felt sick and wanted to come home, I did enjoy the walk. I managed to take a few pictures of random places I passed through (I have uploaded one picture on here to show). I guess a walk or a run is good. Tomorrow I go running again back on the orange line. 

Running is my therapy.