Counter-Psychology.

Now Playing: Little Stars - The Bloody Beetroots Feat. Vicarious Bliss

“Are you looking at the stars?”
“Of course I’m looking at the stars. Do you never look at the stars? They hold our dreams!”
“Do they talk to you?”
“Of course they talk to me. Don’t they talk to you? They talk to everybody!”
“What do they say?”
“What do they say!? The Stars! Look at ‘em boy! Look at ‘em! How they shine! How they shine for you and me tonight!”

No matter who you are, the stars always tell you the truth.

I am currently at that realisation point where the serenity has escaped me but I still accept my life as it is.

I live what I live.
I see what I see.
I hear what I hear.
I accept it. But I change what I can to suit me.

Previously, I was unable to accept some of the things I cannot change. I am at a stage of life where everything around me is unable to wait for me to progress. Well, it’s able, it just doesn’t want to. So it’s my turn.

Autonomy can die and rot for all I care. I am done living this machinist lifestyle. And I’ll be fucking damned before I let this shit kill me. While I accept the things I cannot change, I will MAKE it work, by ANY MEANS NECESSARY. Why? Because it is UNNECESSARY for me to have to deal with this garbage.

But I am not speaking just for me. This is for everyone that believes in that glimmer of hope. Over the past 2 months, as broke, broken and sick I have been, something positive has come out of it at every corner. The positive attitude I’ve kept has brought better things my way. I’m not talking crazy shit like a million dollars, I’m talking about minor things that make big differences. A few days ago, I was hungry as hell; had not eaten a crumb all day. Much to my glee and obvious shock, I found $20 on the street on my afternoon break at work. This is just one minor (of many) weird things that appear to be happening lately. I feel that it’s good Karma, but again, I’m not one to judge.

This is a message to anyone who has lost touch with reality. I’m urging you, if you’re so lost that not even YOU can find yourself, you have get up off the floor for starters. There is no sense going backwards in a world of progress. If you’re having a rough time at present, think of the path you can choose, and sidestep onto it. You must NEVER go backwards. You, while reading this, and I, while writing this can immediately outline the implications of taking a backwards step. Lost progress is never good. There is no “greater good” in going backwards; maybe for someone else, but definitely not for you.

So from my staircase, I build another path forwards.
The Road Less Traveled is named that because people are too afraid of change.
The Road Less Traveled is named that because people cannot make their own decisions.

The Road Less Traveled is named that because peripheral vision is a new-age sin caused by the narrow-minded populace that believe in “what it is” and not “what it can be if you do this differently”. People can only see what is in front of them and will never deviate from the path unless it kills them. The route of change is something that some people can never fathom beyond their wildest dreams.

Time to walk.
Cheers.

AKS.