Showing posts with label motivation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motivation. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Self Motivation for Today

Don't rush it. Start off slow. What do you mean?
What are you talking about? I'm talking about
slowing down your vices. Why? Because it'll be
good for you. Really? Yes. Why are you even
questioning that? I suppose I've grown comfortable
with my vices. They're an easy way to cope with
life. Do you really want the easy way with that
though? Is that going to make you happy and
fulfilled in the long run? Maybe but when you
put it that way probably not. I enjoy my drinking
and the way I feel but I know it's been a bit much
lately. At least you can admit that to yourself. Yeah
but I suppose that's the point where I should pump
the brakes. How about this...what if you just not
do it today? Pretty easy, right? I guess it is. Then
just try that. Try it for yourself. You have nothing
to lose and if it goes fine then you can try that again
the next day. You have to see yourself in relation
to the larger shifts in this life. What will yield the
best and greatest results? You have been thinking
incessantly recently and this would fit well into
all of that. Just try it. You've done it before and
can do it again. You are of that strength and will
power. I suppose I am. There is nothing wrong
with exerting that level of control again. Why
would there be? Give yourself credit for your
self-awareness but follow through. Start out today
with this thought: what kind of life do you wish
to lead? Answer that honestly and try to live in
accordance with that. You are your own reward.
I believe in you. I am you. We can do this.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

I am the enemy,

I am the hero.

Friday, April 6, 2012

What Inspires Art?

don't think out loud people
will think you're an idiot
stand up straight
that slouch looks horrible on you
pretend it's fine
what's wrong with you anyway
this isn't art you know
god you suck
your father was right
you should go to church
you used to be such a good kid
stop being an idiot
dumbass
i don't get why you write
it's not any good
who do you think you are
you're nothing without a good job
what an ugly car you have
give up already
you used to be so fun
you're a goddamn drunk
I always knew you'd turn
out to be no good
ugh what a waste of time
you should just get it over with
no one could love you
love isn't real
someone has to tell you this
stop being such a fucking loser
did you think life actually gets better?

Monday, February 20, 2012

Scarce Comprehension

The question always arises

Is this it? Isn't there more?


I ask myself constantly.

The unknown,

undefinable quantity

or quality,

drives us in ways

we can scarcely

comprehend.