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Megan Faith Sep 2014
Life has a tendency to flow from a state of order and predictability, towards a more chaotic and unpredictable state. This is the basis of the concept of entropy.

They say before the universe began, it started as an unimaginably small point of infinite mass and density, that suddenly exploded forth in all directions, giving way to a wide variety of different atoms. These primary atoms slowly morphed into heavier atoms, later forming molecules, then more complex compounds, eventually forming stars, planets, and then waaaaay down the line, humanity.

When we die, our bodies go from our structured and familiar human form, towards a mash of organic compounds that decay and mix into the ground, fertilizing the earth, giving life to a multitude of new organisms.

Alone wind doesn't make much of an interesting sound, but when it is passed through an elaborate labyrinth of wind chimes, or makes it's way through a variety of differently spaced holes, we get a complex and melodic tune that is pleasing to the ear.

All of these are examples of entropy; creating something that is equally complex as it is beautiful, from a simple and less dynamic former state. It is the truest nature of life to change and to grow, to expand, and to evolve. Life is one giant organism that is ever morphing and multiplying, becoming more intricate with every passing second.

Be that as it may, humans waste so much effort from day to day chasing a life of static existence, a disposition completely opposite of our most simplistic selves. Against our nature, we fight for consistency, struggle for comfortability, and willingly slave to achieve a constant state of normalcy around us. By suppressing our innate desire to flow through life with random ease, we are sacrificing that which connects us to this crazy thing called life in the first place. We are purposely severing our ties to the infinite, the unknown, a more confusing yet truer nature of reality.

We have become disharmonic. We are no longer peacefully drifting with the safe and familiar waves of reality, we are fighting hard against the current, too caught up in a struggle to notice we are quickly sinking. But I choose to drown no longer.

I have accepted my call to greatness, and acknowledged that my path is one of unpredictability and disorder; and most importantly, I have come to peace with the fact that I don't have all the answers. For the first time in my life, I reached a point along my journey where I have the opportunity to make a drastic change in my current absoluteness. I have reached a small peak; and I can either slide gently down these slopes towards a life of mediocrity and continuity, or I can choose an alternate, more difficult path that will take me to higher peaks, although shrouded in mystery and uncertainty. I have the opportunity to allow myself to expand into a state of increased disorder, to feel the rhythm of the universe pulsing through my veins as I drift into oblivion.

Scared is an understatement. But I will not allow fear to block me from attaining a destiny I know was meant for me. I will not continue to swim against the currents of life, thinking that I, a mere human in this vast sea of existence, could try to direct the waves. I no longer wish to control, I wish to let go and become infinite.

The more you tap into naturally occurring disorder, the more you become open to the divine, the greater the spark of existence you will feel within you. It starts slow, but soon it picks up like a snowball effect, gathering weight and momentum, propelling you through the twists and turns of life, taking you to grander heights and crazier adventures than you could ever have dreamed of!

So I'm ready. I will no longer fight this force that pulls me towards a state seemingly composed of nothing but chaos; for when you view it through the right lens, there's beauty to be found in the random bubbling reality that envelops us.

I am at peace as I accept a future of uncertainty; I have become one, as we fade into entropy.
lilhadi Jun 2018
Aries– No matter how confident they appear, they constantly need reassurance that they’re doing okay. They want to know that their friends and family are proud of them. They thrive when those they love are proud.

Taurus– They are a lot deeper than they let on. They feel so much. They’re like the “parent” friend but they get tired of being so responsible all the time. Believe it or not, they love being taking care of.

Gemini– THEY’RE NOT THEIR STEREOTYPES!!!! Oh my god they absolutely are NOT their stereotypes. They care so much. They obsess over things very easily but it’s endearing. They’re the best communicators of the entire zodiac. Listen to them.

Cancer– Sometimes they can seem a bit selfish. They aren’t. Literally everything they do is for other people. Love is the most sacred thing in their lives. They’re at their happiest when they’re making their lovers and friends happy.

Leo– They’re waaaaay more emotional than they let on. They don’t like to express emotions for fear of seeming weak, but if they love you, you know it. They’re blunt as hell, and you may think it’s because they’re being mean but it isn’t. It’s because they want you to succeed.

Virgo– Similar to Leo, they are bluntly critical of their friends but only because they want you to be thriving. They are arguably the smartest sign. Listen to them. They also aren’t ALL neat freaks. Yes, some are. But not always. Their lives can best be described as “controlled chaos.” It works for them.

Libra– They’re so much more sensitive than they let on. They come off as the most confident of the signs though. They appear ditzy but they aren’t at all. They’re the signs that can be friends with anyone. If they ever appear “fake,” it isn’t because they are fake. It’s because they want peace, balance, and for everyone to be happy.

Scorpio– For goodness sake, they aren’t ALL dark and brooding and mean. They’re actually one of the most sensitive signs there is. They take things so incredibly personal. They’re made to laugh easily. Not nearly as intimidating as they appear to be BUT, that doesn’t mean they can’t become mean as HELL when they want to be.

Sagittarius– They don’t do well with emotions, only because they have so many inside of them. They don’t MEAN to come across as a victim, but they do sometimes. It’s only because they have a hard time with communication. They want someone who’s going to take care of them no matter how much they try to push you away.

Capricorn– They have such a guard up, but they’re so cute. God SO CUTE. They come across as the “class clowns” and it’s mostly because they are afraid of letting people get close to them. When they do get close to someone though, they’re incredibly smart.

Aquarius– They do want you to love them, no matter how distant they can seem at times. They’re the masters of making you think you know everything about them when you actually don’t. They give off a vibe that makes you feel comfortable enough to tell them everything about you. They’re great listeners, but they want someone to listen to them too.

Pisces– They can read your mind. Don’t even doubt it– they can. They tune in to your feelings, and they understand you more than you know. Take everything they say seriously, because every single one of them has immense wisdom beyond their years. But love is something they fear


(Source: wtfzodiacsigns.com)
am i ee Jan 2016
a few hours tucked under
Egyptian cotton white sheets
fluffy duvet
and fur coats
doubling as blankets

waking on a cold, cold
winter night
hot tea for warmth
legs tucked under

crossed in prepaation for
silent reflection
for silence

clouds obscuring the
bright stars and
moon's radiant light
of earlier

always a struggle
stay up with the night?
go to bed with the
stuffed animals?

these night's feel
desperately empty
without the soft breath
the soft snores
the soft padding of
little puppyhead

imbibed waaaaay
too much red vino
the other evening
watching Downton Abbey

drowning sorrow?
or simply quaffing
great red wine at the
pace of a thirsty being,
lapping and gulping
quickly and greedily

my guess is the latter
a bulk of drinking issues
stem from the pace of consumption

later that night,
startled awake by
uncomfortable tummy
sensations

crawled onto the deck
and hurled with
great gusto
wine and food

sweet memories flooding
this mind..
reminded of many a night
the sweet puppyheads
did the same

Ah... the sweet freedom
a good throw up brings

the goddesses and gods
taking pity upon
this suffering sad soul
reprised the moment
again later that night

crawling out onto cold
frozen wood
magnificent stars
the vast heaven above
looking down
smiling and laughing
stars twinkling with delight

hurling away
laughing at it so
in the midst,
feeling so close to
my sweet puppyheads
as i did

funny,
the little things
the quirky things
that make us laugh
that bring great
peace to our soul

what a blessing from
heaven to find myself
out in the yard
on all fours
on a gorgeous winter night
feeling so close to those
i miss so

don't ever stop laughing....
and crying....

you'll short your system out
and then you WILL have real
trouble on your hands.....
later the next day... a fox wandered up to the deck and took to eating the *****... my my what hilarious juxtapositions the divine provides... and that was one skinny little mangy fox that came calling.... i did put out some good left over meat later, not partially predigested this time....
even now peals of laughter ring out... still missing my puppyheads but now it is time to wander off ...to wander out into the night.......
Wk kortas May 2018
He was holding court between sets at the Texas Bar
(Not his usual stomping grounds, necessarily,
But the owner was a decent guy whose checks were good,
And a Wednesday night gig pretty much found money)
Going slow and easy with a scotch and soda of uncertain labels,
Having come to rest at that station where, as he sighs it,
Wallet tells me I prefer well drinks to the top shelf.
He’d been, if not a name name, at least recognizable
(He has posters showing him sharing the bill with the heavies,
Redding and Bo Diddley and Jackie Wilson,
Smaller font for sure, but there nonetheless)
Getting a little air play,
Even outside of niche Detroit and Chicago stations,
And one song which peaked
All the waaaaay up at seventy-eight on the chart.
Lotta uncertain buses and club owners
Who never quite caught me later,

He muses, a touch ruefully, but he finds some solace
(Indeed, he has become quite adept
At finding comfort where he can)
But, if he has not exactly prospered, he has carried on carryin’ on,
Getting steady work here or Chicago or Gary,
The odd campus Motown nostalgia gig in Lansing or Ann Arbor,
Even six or eight weeks in Florida
(Nice to be the young guy in the room for once, he all but cackles)
Covering the tunes the headliners sang in his day,
And perhaps one could say he is a Fleance or Percival,
Plodding onward from the wreckage of great man all around him,
But such contemplation is a luxury,
The province of lake houses and brokerage accounts,
Though he is fond of holding his thumb and forefinger
Spread apart just so,
And telling the listener I was this close to hittin’ it big,
Invariably following that assertion with a chuckle,
‘Course, that might not be measured to scale.
Noah H Dec 2017
We thought we were so cool in high school
Our problems then seemed so world changing
We had to wear the newest clothes
We had to have the newest Iphone
******* I'm totally gonna bomb this chem test
****

But then it changes
Reality hit some of us so much harder but we were all standing on the tracks staring down the headlight of a locomotive and it didn't even let it's horn ring out before completely crushing whatever sense of reality we had


Your friends in college moved away and left you in your dusty town to juggle life and seem waaaaay happier than you
Little do you know they've piled so much on top of themselves they can't even function
No wonder everyone in college drinks

And you have a job and you're working towards something but ****
Your mental health has been slipping
All your friends are in college
You feel the tentacles of dread pulling at your ankles
You can't sleep
You're lonely
Love
Love everyone

We thought we were so cool in highschool
maybe marc May 2020
yorkin the news
i am slave again,
i felt it as they started tightening their grip around me.
crazy how the pressure arises
when either all
or absolutely nothing.
sad is waaaaay past sad now
sad is all.
the want never left
i never taught it how to walk away,
it grew,
climbed my weak and bruised
surrounded me with envy
and complaints.
the bits i bit and swallowed,
implanted where my acids melt;
they grew,
a seed i thought i spat out but turns out
i just watered
.
i am but a trespasser or this place
that doesn't need me in its needing me
,
if i could've just observed instead
it wouldn't hurt at all.
if i hadn't been restrained
there would've been no need to struggle
but
if the tub had been an ocean i would've drowned.

— The End —