The Northern 📍

  I’m Losing Faith.      I no longer believe in the people. And I’m far gone from believing in the system.      What more does it take? How much more, must we tolerate? At what point, does enough become enough? The slow, tranquil approach is driving me mad.      We live in a society, where nobody cares to think. Where money and influence are all that matters. Where morals and values, seem to be nothing more than a bad joke. A concept, which has not been present for quite some while. Where energy and direction are simply decided by a few figures at the top, who seem to lead us astray. The thought of being misguided, like a dog who trusts their owner, only to be brought right to the vet and have their very manhood removed.   -      The faith in the people no longer exists. The belief that we will, somehow, snap out of it, is all but gone. The slim chance of hope in which I’ve been holding on to, for years now, seems lik...

  The Vision.      I’ve had Aerosmith’s song, Amazing, stuck in my head for the past few days. Everywhere I go, I keep on singing it. The lyrics are engrained in my head, causing me to think about them 24/7. With a blink of an eye, you finally see the light. That one bar, forever stuck inside my head.      The blink is here. I have seen the light. I have seen the need for my existence. The ability to work and create something which has never been done. The attempt to build up, from scratch, something so deep and profound, that even the greatest of minds will sit back in awe at the complexity. The capacity to truly start from scratch, with absolutely zero, and design a world where imagination is to run wild and free. So is the way of the creator. So is the way of those who dare to dream.      Creation is something which is extremely difficult. Not only is it something which literally must appear from nothing, it is also something which no...

  It is Wednesday, my dudes.      Hump-day celebrations are in order. What’s on the menu? A solid serving of the same-old, same-old. The grind never stops. The strong never waiver. The marathon continues- whether you’re ready or not.      What is Wednesday, anyways? I mean obviously it’s the name we use for the day in the middle of the work week- but what is it, really? Well, much like every other name for the days of the week, it pays homage to pagan roots in mythology. An entire day, completely dedicated to some god (tiny g) which we do not even realize we are worshiping. First off, worshipping is a pretty big no-no according to most religious texts. Outside of the one true Creator, whatever his name may be, false idols and worship are considered a crime. Yet here we are, celebrating an entire 24 hours, every single week, to some foreign pagan god that we don’t even know about. What’s up with that?      In French, Wednesday is translat...