Chronicles of a HeadCase

All of these connections will dissipate, so much of everyone is off to a new frontier eventually. From underneath, I’m starting to feel the urge to sneak out into the world again… the decadence has been eating at me again, surprise surprise. I’m blessed with a perfect opportunity to leave without leaving, in these new beginnings, I do wonder which parts and who in my life will start to end. Well, I have never been one to look back on my beaten path and have always been the one to track the yellow brick road laid before me. In the end, everything is all in the inside of us… for hellos and goodbyes are merely words that are trying to express what we feel. I never bid anyone farewell and always welcome the chance for us to cross paths again.

I hope to be drowning in a new sea that will make me miss home like I miss that new horizon right now… that new beginning with new places, faces and paces. Exciting and enchanting as always, but age has now taught me to take a moment and breathe in this already familiar scent of familiarity so that I may dwell upon these memories when I have travelled far and wide. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, so I do believe friends and loved ones will be closer while i’m yonder.

Alright then, enough of reflective thoughts, time to go enjoy another night of decadence with my purposeful friends that I care for. tonight’s agenda is drink, drank and drunk!! cheers to a new horizon…

Everything that makes you happy is locked up inside you, like butterflies and everything nice. As the new frontier approaches, it is the outside of everything that gets into the inside of you. Nobody here gets what you feel, but lets let that liquid glitter dust pour… heat up our year-long weary souls to feel that rhythm sipping in as we all slip away into something new. We don’t need a place to go, just each other in a place to acknowledge and appreciate the beauty and ugliness of life together, feel at home with ourselves. Now, we feel everybody suddenly seems to get me, driving each other a little more insane to the point past oblivion. Blind to our differences, blind to the nuances and blind to our own blurred visions… no more stutters and tongue ties, with the flood gates of your butterflies unlocked we forget all the stupid things that life teaches us and remember how to be happy again… how to be stupid again. its good to be alive when we forget about our daily lives. So to the new year and frontier just forget about life and live it… and with that, I wish you all a Merry Drunkmas and Happy New Year.

Sometimes in life, we have to be cruel to be kind. Its always easier being the nice guy, as oposed to being the bad guy. Being the bad guy, for the sake of someone is not easy, since they tend to hate you after and you will have to hide your own pain.

I feel it is more painful and cruel to give a false sense of hope, it is the cowardly way out of life. In my experience, its better to severe ties before the bonds form roots into the heart of someone. It may be painful to cut ties before arteries are connected to the heart…  Connections, society and relationships are what makes us human, but make no mistake. It can kill who you are as well. And we know, what does not kill us can only make us stronger, wisely put by Friedich Nietzche, its best then to survive the operation of severance, so that we are able to form new attachments. For every end, there should be a new beginning. At least I’d like to think so…