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It hit me like the lightning of a summer rain. Thinking back to those faded memories of my past. I wasted so much time with people that I would never know. Kids, teens, friends, that I knew yesteryear but in the now are all gone. Like water down the drain. Water..

Did you ever pour water colors into a bathtub of water? The colors are so vibrant, and in the water it looks like some kind of mystic ocean of an ancient and hidden world. But it's gone. It only glimmers for moments before it swirls away.

Time is the color; time is positively frightening. That sweet fear that embraces you, until you are at home. Like the fly dissolving inside on a web, accepting it's fate and enjoying the warmth of death. I wonder if any of you ever get that feeling where you remember something from your past and you still cringe or feel embarrassed or just think back?

I still try to live my life without regrets, but remembering and regretting are two different things...

Those friends that were liars and hypocrites. Those friends that I laughed with and played games with. The people of whom I shared drinks. The girls I've kissed. The salty summer air on the beach. The rain that soaked me but made me feel alive...

And yours....?
 
I'm sorry. I'll have to drop some acid and put on my Jefferson Airplane vinyl before I can participate in this thread.
 
I remember I knew this guy once. He was ok, I guess. And this girl. She was you know, average. Yup, good times. Well, not good. Just you know, times...
 
I remember when Kitty Pryde was a ****.
 
What kinda fortune cookie stuff is this? You taking E? You playing Basketball with the Moon?
 
It hit me like the lightning of a summer rain. Thinking back to those faded memories of my past. I wasted so much time with people that I would never know. Kids, teens, friends, that I knew yesteryear but in the now are all gone. Like water down the drain. Water..

Did you ever pour water colors into a bathtub of water? The colors are so vibrant, and in the water it looks like some kind of mystic ocean of an ancient and hidden world. But it's gone. It only glimmers for moments before it swirls away.

Time is the color; time is positively frightening. That sweet fear that embraces you, until you are at home. Like the fly dissolving inside on a web, accepting it's fate and enjoying the warmth of death. I wonder if any of you ever get that feeling where you remember something from your past and you still cringe or feel embarrassed or just think back?

I still try to live my life without regrets, but remembering and regretting are two different things...

Those friends that were liars and hypocrites. Those friends that I laughed with and played games with. The people of whom I shared drinks. The girls I've kissed. The salty summer air on the beach. The rain that soaked me but made me feel alive...

And yours....?

As for things lost, I can understand where you're coming from with this. Remembering and regretting are two different things. And memories can be painful, even if you try and focus on the good times because it then hits you that those good times are now gone. Loss of friends and a lover can be hard to deal with, especially when they did nothing wrong and were simply 'taken away' by nature.

I do miss my friends, and think of them often(it's a bit hard not to when they're gone gone, ya know o_O).
As far as embarrassment goes, everyone feels it. I used to lose so much sleep trying to forget about things i've done, saying "if only I had said/done this!" and so on :whatever:. It's not easy, and for people who've had a messy past, it's near impossible to just brush it away and say "it ain't no big deal".

What may help is realizing that you can't do anything about your past, no matter how much you try. And it's best not to walk back. But instead try and replace those memories with new ones by looking ahead, not worrying about "omg im gonna lose this new friend!", but just taking what you have and caring for it with the best of your abilities is enough.

Yet when it comes to liars and hypocrites, remember this; this is your life, not theirs. Don't let them mess it up for you. Brush them aside and don't hesitate to step on them as you walk out the door :up:
 
"Memories light the corner of my mind..."
 
Thank you Stotch, for understanding. And Darthphere...KITTY PRYDE IS NOT A **** :p

As for some of you, you're kind of like those very memories I'm referring to. You remind me of the kids in highschool who'd be quick to mock whenever someone was serious.

"Sounds familiar I wonder if blah blah blah I wasn't really reading just touching myself" No I don't do plagirism....the title is inspired by a song by Silverstein. I doubt you were referring to that...as you probably would have mentioned it. But the actual post is my own words.

"Sounds emo....Just like me"
Sorry, not emo.

"Random references to drugs"
No, I wasn't high. I had a few drinks. But I wasn't even buzzed...not that I have to explain it to you, non-cops...


When someone opens their heart, can't you-----nah I guess it's cool I would make fun of me too. ;)

Dude. Don't taze me bro.
 
It's just rather random ChineseFood. It sounds like a submission for a Creative Writing course, not a legit question that you want people to answer :huh: I still stand by the fact that it's a rather cliche topic, but that's ok. If you wanna open your heart, go for it :up:
 
Pour your heart out to random strangers, this is what you get. :up:
 
I don't think anyone has a problem with the message, dude. It's your delivery that is chum for the balls busters here. Try delibrating some of the excess metaphors from your rants and you'll likely be better received. Ya dig?
 
Pour your heart out to random strangers, this is what you get. :up:

I don't want to say this, but...QFT -.-

Thank you Stotch, for understanding. And Darthphere...KITTY PRYDE IS NOT A **** :p

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No problem :up:
I also get a bit annoyed when people refer everything as "emo". But they're mostly just messin with ya, so it's ok :cwink: Don't let interweb people make you lose sleep.
 
Not necessarily "emo" as pointing out the obvious (while I joked about it). Honestly what CF described pretty much happens to ALL people at some time. They realize that the friends they had aren't the same after a few years, things change, people change, etc.

But to try and be existential about it and try and wax poetic on a messageboard? Eh, you shouldn't be suprised at the result.
 
Yes. I do have a shovel. And anyway it's not random strangers. Someone once made a post about if people were the same on the internet or different. I don't know who made the thread but Wilheim was one of the people speaking in it a lot...

The point is: when people aren't trying to be cocky and just being normal, no matter how weird of a question you ask, you'll receive a decent answer. When people are "online" however, they tend to be something one of my faded friends dubbed an "internet tough guy". As in someone who is quick to be a jerk.

Personally, I'm very sarcastic and quick to make jokes. However, not when someone is serious. And I never mock peoples memories or dreams or thoughts. Not saying that any of you are said tough guys or fake or anything. But walk up to a random group of kids at your campus and ask a question...they won't say stupid crap. You might here a joke but the question will be answered. Some of the responses, as I said seem more like highschool answers....though that makes sense since a lot of us are in HS.

I guess that is to answer what Logan said.

ATP, can I call you ATP? I really rather not quote Dane Cook when talking to you as even though I don't know you.....you're smarter than him. Everyone is. AnyWHO...um...yeah...Okay. You already said everything. There's nothing I can say your opinions are cool man. I can't tell you to accept me and my opinions but then be like think this way. I'd be a square, bro.

Demento....haha...like mentos...noice. Listen, every so often, we all have to be artistic. Because life is art. The question: Does art imitate life or vice versa is not an accurate question, because it implies that there is no definite answer and that it cannot be both. The answer is that is IS both. Life is art and art is life. Two sides of the same coin.

I am an art major and a writer. So I can fully understand what AndThePickles was saying because I understand how things can be cliche. But at the same time I'm a writer so I understand the opposite....nothing is cliche because nothing is new. It all lies in the hands of the reader to determine.

Right now my mind is somewhere in the crevase where colors fade and rainbows die...Searching for afternoon sunrise from an endless mourning.
 
lol and EmoCentral.net is affraid I'll take over (please don't let that be a real site) :P
 
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