The Northern 📍

Man Plans & God Laughs      So much time, wasted away with worrying. Hours, days, months, years, lost to the constant debate of what the future holds. The constant calculations, the constant internal debates. The arguments between man and his true nature, to decide which action to best take course. The overwhelming energy, being completely dispersed, into a completely hypothetical trap.      The old saying of “Man Plans & God Laughs” is the great reminder that we never are truly in control. Although our ego wishes to believe that we’ve got it all mapped out- the giant rock tossed from the hands of God is a violent, yet gentle reminder. To constantly believe that the eternal cycle which we find ourselves within, is meant to continue forever, is comically ignorant to say the least.      Today, a young man jumped into his vehicle, rushing to get to a job he did not love. He drove as fast as he could, to arrive to a destination, that anot...

  Is This The End?      At least, is this what it feels like? Has all this technology, all these black screens- have they simply shown us the inevitable future of mankind?        Sometimes, I feel like the destruction of our civilization is inevitable. I don’t think I feel alone in that sentiment, either. Have we as humans not always sought new ways to wreak havoc upon our own kind? Have we, as mad as we are, always sought new ways to rule over the ashes? The more things change, the more they stay the same, it seems. ✶      Humanity has always been doomed. Since the moment we discovered the wheel and planted our first crops. From harnessing fire, to building houses. The inevitable downfall has always been present, lingering in the shadows. Like a wolf, slowly stalking its prey. One can only continue forward so far, before eventually coming face-to-face with the beast.      Perhaps thats the secret, that’s been guarded...

  Nothing.      The joy of life can no longer be found. The light which rests in my eyes, has all but vanished. The pleasures of this world, seem lost upon me- like the ocean longing for the desert once more. My passions have been exhausted, and there seems to be little left within this realm that gives me hope anymore.      Perhaps the darkness is calling me, once again. The never-ending sound of its silence, reaching out as it longs to feel me once again. The nothingness of oblivion, reaching out to smother my soul into the unknown which lies ahead. ✶      I don’t know how much longer I can continue doing this. I do not know how much more I have within me, as I battle day-in and day-out. This weight upon my shoulders, burying me six-feet deep with no escape to be found. Oh, how I long to see the sun again. How I long to finally be free of these chains, which bond me to this form.        Wishfulness continues to haun...

  Keep The Faith.      Faith is not tested, when there are sunny skies ahead. Faith is tested, when the clouds get dark. When the torrential downpour begins. When the thunder breaks the skies, expelling anger from within. Faith is tested when the roads get dark, and the next step cannot be seen ahead. It is only through these tests that we are capable of understanding just how deep our faith truly is.      To live defeated every single day is a fate worse than death. To wake up, without hope, without belief, is torture. The idea of spending a lifetime, walking around with your tail between your legs, as life passes you by, is unspeakable. The horror of a life where one knows nothing but pain and defeat is unthinkable. A world where faith does not guide the hands of the living, is no world I wish to live in at all.        Reality is what we make of it. We are constantly engineering our own reality, every single day. We construct it b...

  The Time Has Come.      Now more than ever, speed is essential. The wait is over. The efforts we have laid are finally about to turn into the fruits of labour. It is time to collect our rewards, and begin a new adventure.      Moving forward, the inability to act must no longer be an option. The stoic nature of the warrior, although necessary in battle, must no longer seep into our everyday life. The traction and movement of life, where one is able to produce results at an astonishing pace, is a must.      Speed kills, or so I’ve heard. That sounds like a cope for the average individual. Speed can be your greatest ally, if you choose to use it correctly. The ability to fully immerse yourself into the present, and take advantage of whatever tools or weapons you’ve been delivered, is a skill. A skill, which is now more important than ever. The ability to stand up and execute your will, as quickly as possible. Make no mistake, my friends-...