The Missed Train

I’m waiting for a train, I don’t know where this train is going to take me. But where ever the train takes me doesn’t matter because I’m already lost. I’m lost in this world, there is nothing more in this world that I want is just to be found. You see we live in a hard world, a world full a disappointment, a world full of hate, a world full of the lonely outcast that don’t have a home, a world full of possibilities, a world full of stress, stress that consumes us. Over time we have lost a important thing in life. We have lost the thrill of life, the beauty of it, the majestic nature of it, the sun rises, and the sun sets. We have lost the spark of life. Really living life. Hours spent watching TV, playing games, working, sleeping, doing the same thing over and over again, and we blink and its all over. Time wasted, on what we think is important. The media did this to us, the media told us what we should be not what we are, the media tells us to be something to do something important. Media tells us what they think is the perfect life. The American dream where everybody has a white picked fence with 2.5 kids and two cars. Life used to be simpler, but like everything our heads got in the way. I see life passing through each car while I was watching the train passing by. Some people say that a picture is worth a thousand words. For every picture there is a endless amount of questions that one would ask about a single photograph. While standing here I start to think about life. Life how I see it, life how others see it, and life how animals’ see it. It is funny how something so simple as a waiting for a train at the subway station can be so mesmerizing.
The breeze of air hits my face while the train passes by at a great speed. If it is waiting for a train or waiting for a bus or waiting for a storm to pass. The one thing that I really know is that there is nowhere I’d rather be than here waiting for a train to take me far away from here.

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A Day That's Worth Having

Best day ever. The definition of a best day ever, is a day in ones life that something great that happened to ones day that stuck with them the rest of their lives. Well a best day ever hardly ever comes. That’s why it is so rare to have a best day in your life. Most people in the world have moment in there lives that will be categorized as a best day in there life.
One of my best days ever must be the days I have to write because when I write nothing else seems to matter. When I write a sudden feeling of peace comes over me. Writing is my passion, writing is my escape out of this world. Writing is my new found love. Most of the time my writing would be hard to follow, it might not be clear, it might even be incoherent. But when I write it opens a world full of possibilities, when writing became a part of my life. That is to me the best day ever. The days I get a chance to write are the best day in my life. With the light dimming and the days shortening everyday counts. It is best to make the most of our time here. For me making the best of my life is to write. To keep on writing, to never stop writing.
There are many things that inspire me. It could be something I see outside, something I dreamed about, what I watched on TV, or just about anything that comes to my head, when there isn’t anything on my mind I just pick up a book that’s laying around and started to copy the sentences down until I start writing something that is all me.Gustave Flaubert once said "I always tried to live in a ivory tower but the tide of shit is beating at its walls, trying to undermine it." That quote best defines my attitude. You see writing does not come easy for me it is the hardest thing for me to do. But there is nothing else I’d rather do then write. Writing to me is like a good itch, the more we itch we barley scratch through the service. There is so much to write about that is what makes me so stuck on what to write about. I’d think I said enough about my best day ever. So go home, go somewhere new, go look for the unexpected and you just might find something worth writing. With any luck in doing so that day just might become the next best day you have ever had.

The Road To Elated Happiness

Elated are what people seeking but many can not find. People actually strive on the concept to be in complete bliss. There is no such thing in complete bliss. I'm not a cynic I just have my beliefs and I believed that we all have individual times of true happy moments. The rest is everything else. If elated is possible to achieve I hope everyone can achieve it.

Happiness is a state of mind some people think that they are happy when they are rich, some people are happy when they are rich. Happiness is the goal for most people is to be happy. For some people it is hard for them to be happy. With all the stress of life it could really bring people down. For some people happiness is unobtainable. With the constant pressure in life now the rate of depression has increased. When someone who does not have any type of happiness in there lives

Elated happiness is sometimes hard to achieve. But once we found and achieve true happiness life becomes more better. Life is like a road trip. There’s are good times, bad times, funny times, peaceful times, boring times, times you wish you could have more of those long trips in the car. To me that is how I sum up happiness because it expresses who we are. It reminds us of our childhood. Nevertheless if you have happiness or elated happiness, or what ever we should be happy that we can be happy if it is in the moment or in the past. With out happiness it makes us feel dead like we are Frankenstein waiting for sock to bring us back too life. That is the elated happiness of the road that we call life.

The Outrage of Rage

So you want to know what makes me angry. Right off the bat there are a lot of things that make me angry. The types of things that makes me angry is a overload of assignments. the reason why I get angry when I have a overload of assignments is that when I get so much work and not enough time to complete the work. Also the days that everything bad happened to me makes me very angry. The reason why it makes me very angry is because nothing seems to go my way. the world holds the dices and the world is giving me snake eyes. I lose. I get angry when everything i seem to do is not good enough. I stay up all night and don't get anything completed. When I get angry i don't feel like like to doing anything that i have to do. When i get angry i don't do any of my homework. Anger the root of all evil. Anger which spawns hatred. Anger it is everywhere it seeps through the dark streets, it plagues and overwhelms people like an unwanted pestilence.anger consumes the very fiber of our being. Anger walks the streets and alleyways. With anger climates the timid people. and it is what separates the  brave form the timid. Anger is the bluntest of emotion. anger separates good from the bad. Anger is like a flesh eating disease it weakens peoples immune system.   Anger causes death and mutilation. there are many times of anger righteous anger. Anger is still just anger at the end of day. Although anger is apart of nature but we can not lose it we can't live without it the only thing we can do is keep away from stuff that makes us angry and hope that the anger doesn't kill us before we have a chance to live our lives to the fullest.