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Nothing Counts
You cannot succeed. You cannot win. You won’t make a difference If you don’t count the change. Cents on the dollar like the existence, you call life. Fractions of value like the purpose, you call a goal. Frames of a storybook, Like the dreams, you call fantasy. Nothing counts if you can’t make it real Nothing changes, If you don’t make an effort. No effort is made If nothing you do counts. because everything is blamed On the moments you could not.
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Reblog if you would rather live next to a Syrian refugee than a person who opposes the entry of Syrian refugees into the country.
I couldn't give a shit what your nationality is because a person is a person. You are not made good nor bad based on where or when you were born. You are not made good nor bad for being fearful of something you don't understand. But what is bad is doing nothing to learn to respect your fellow human. I am so very tired of seeing this continuous trend of negativity. I work in news and the weight of it all its drowning out so much of the good things so many of us are trying to do. It is sometimes scary how loud bad people can be. But it is empowering to see just how many more good people there really are. So I welcome my neighbor, I hope they welcome me too.
Tonights Thought
In case youre wondering. Everything’s okay. And thats not okay. There was a time when i could weigh up the things around me and understand where the balance stood. But now, in this blissful haze of career gains and educational fortitude. Now in this theme park, where i scream and shout over dropped ice cream and stay as silent as a mime when i feel it toppling over. Time after time i am wondering when the switch was flicked and the mind was flipped. Its like a merry go round of nightmares reminding me that maybe i might not ever get off this ride. With all my comforts and safe spaces, youd think id learn to cope. To hold on. To keep my head up. But this park is amusing no more.
With every day a moment goes past a single sand of time will fall to the floor where it will sit and stare up at me to remind of the feelings i still hold deep inside. Of the memories and thoughts that shred and torture the insides of my soul like an oven set ablaze to commit arson. Collapsing deep within structures and supports, crumpling and sagging under the weight of everything till now. Flames and sparks tumble down a flat space of nothing. Crisping the land below a ladder that must be climbed to the top where it all began. So grab your smile. Shoulder your excuse and climb back up. Though each rung will be sharper than a razors edge, you must be strong when you have no strength. Though the climb will be longer than sleepless nights, you must endure when you have nothing left. You have to keep climbing because no one remembers the guy who gave up; they guy who didnt make it. The one who died. He wont be remembered. But i will. I hope.
Sometimes thats just the way life rolls. You dont get the entire picture. Life cuts off at parts. things are lost. people are removed. moments are erased. and time can blow away like sand across an old brick floor. But here in the newsroom, where days come and go as quickly as the next big thing. You have to start wondering if we ever truly capture it all. If we’re actually holding a mirror to the world; to ourselves. Not just on broadcast but in private. When we stand in the mirror are we looking are we averting our eyes to what we know is the truth. and the truth is, whoever is in the mirror is who you want to be. its who you are and sometimes thats all we have.
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i know youre probs busy with uni and life in general but you should post more say in the summer break because your content is dope and miss seeing it on my feed!
ive been thinking about jumping into some of my recent photos and film shots that i have and start posting againbut thank you for thinking my stuff is dope means a lot :)ESPECIALLY because i havent been on here in fucking ages
do you still find the time to balance uni and leisure activities?
My time table is a bit fucked in the head so atm no. But next semester my time table is on point so shall be a much easier task. Think it just depends on the amount of time you have when you're not just traveling to and from uni.
I find you cute hahaa
Sorry that I'm barely on here but that's flattering (:
How are you going?
Pretty good actually (: currently just at work, finished off an assignment and I am looking forward to my post work nap ! How are you anon?
Is uni everything you'd hoped?
Oh my it's like a little bit of everything and more. Like it's not super duper incredible because first year I think isn't a full on thing and it's only been three weeks. But so far I'm loving it and I feel like I'm really learning something. I learnt all my practical knowledge at Tafe and I'm so thankful for that but now that I'm uni I finally feel challenged and it's great. And not challenged in the way high school was in forcing myself to remember everything. No here I feel like I'm challenged because I want to do better and learn more. Side note, referencing is annoying but if anyone has some tips they can send my way that would be really helpful. Because I'm not quite getting it. Other than that it's tip top.
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Tonight's Thought
What is it about the human psyque that forces us to romanticize a terrible past? What it makes it so easy for us to reminisce and view our history with oblivion with optimism? As though we were free from the possibility of repeating what tragedy we have already befallen. What is it that disables us from seeing what is right in front of us? I want my eyes to be open and my past to be behind me. I just can't t seem to stop turning around and hoping for a rerun...
Good to hear that you've got so much instore for yourself this year :) what are you going to study at uni?
I'm studying a bachelor of communications in media arts and production. Had my first lecture and tut, and I'm pretty darn keen for more
How are you?
I'm pretty good thank you anon I start uni tomorrow which is hella exciting. New chapter in my life. Work has been going great (IM WORKING AT CHANNEL NINE) and things have just been going well on that front. However atm I'm having struggles with some friends of mine who I'm really trying to hang on to and patch it up. So I'm a bit stressed and emotional over the thought of that but yah
Mare
I drew one of your photographs :)
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Wash it all away. Let it roll in with the waves. Mix in with the sand and the gravel, the rocks and the stones. Let it drain away to deep within the ground. Let it simmer and bubble in the dark, away from the light. Let it remain inside where it can never come out again.
All it takes is a couple coats of paint and you won’t notice in ever again
