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The red nurseās death
Somethingās creeping around here. But being lost in the flow of time, where could I possibly go?
Dreamy fella.
Saw a dream. I was hanging with my friends who I kept seeing many years ago. Then I laughed so hard that I actually woke up. It was 6 AM and I couldnāt sleep. I kept thinking about the people who weāre there + the ones who werenāt. Then I thought that the smiles and pouts of people are just one big mystery. I haven't really explored the depth of humanity face to face very well, cause I didn't let loose enough. Even if I had, I probably would've ditched my directions and found humanity in other dreams.
Maybe there's another road for me Oh, maybe I was wrong all along Maybe I'm not who I was trying to be Now that all my dreams are dead and gone There's no rush anymore Time's on my side All my worries are gone I'm enjoying the ride
Iām not hungry anymore by Marina and the Diamonds.

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An introvert's introspection
It took me 17 years to notice Iām introverted. Why? For years I had changing good friends. They felt different and I didnāt have much to say to them. So I distanced myself and was miserable alone. I was only better off alone, since socializing felt judgemental and authoritetic. At school I liked studying alone, but only if I could really be by myself. Otherwise Iād think why couldnāt I interact better and have all what the others are having. I could relate to the surrounding silence much better than everyoneās great time with their friends. (I also feel that this argument has no point since everyone can study better in silence, so, well fuck.) Before the finals, I studied at a library, everyday, to get back up from the downward spiral of a social surrounding. Oh man that was the best studying experience Iāve ever had. Also now that schoolās over with fine grades, Iāve noticed how important the introspection in my mind is. Iām alone, but I can think and feel like Iām only comparing myself to myself. Things I know are in me. Itās amazing, but lonely. So still, Iām missing socializing, but thatās only the 2nd most important thing. My first priority is to really get to know my values and living up to them. Iāve only had the 2nd half of a year (2016) to figure myself out on my own (now conscriptionās on the way till September). Then my inspiration for self discoveryās going to blossom again, if a bad self-control wonāt come back around. Iāll take a good break anyways that September, so Iāll have a good feeling of self-awareness before getting a job.
I kinda feel like this is so me. From 2015. #yellow #bloom #blonde #me #rainyafternoon
Saw a dream of a full-length movie
It started from a woman being drowned at a party. She came back to life to get revenge. On her way of finding the murderer, she got acquinted with a man who started to like her. Then the woman learned that not all humans arenāt as hateful as that one murderer. She didnāt want revenge anymore. She accepted her death and decided to kill herself to get back to death, because she is basically just a dead ghost who belongs to death. The man noticed her preparing to jump off a bridge and wanted to save her, but was too late. He sobbed.
When the man had left the bridge, the woman appeared to be coming back to the surface. Under the water she had a white cloak on, but as she surfaced, it changed into a blue dress (probably the same she wore in the party she was drowned at).
The man came home to his child (left from a marriage years before this incident). To his shock, the woman wasnāt dead and was cooking dinner. The child came from another room and the man was just staring at the two. The child asked something from the woman. The woman answered and said that the child can ask anything from her in the future. Then the woman smiled at the man and he put his hands on her shoulders. He looked into the kitchen and saw a metallic bag in the oven and gasoline on the cooking pan.Ā āāWhat is going on?āā He said. The woman kept smiling and everything went black. A quick, but loud explosion sound happened. (I woke up to vacuum sounds)
My conclusion is that the woman still was a dead ghost and could never come back to life again. So she decided to āāliveāā on the same side with the people she could love, in death. Fatality.
Sometimes sad.
Sometimes I get sucked into a sad state of mind I canāt get out of. Anything I would do to get towards my aspirations, would feel meaningless. Healthy lifestyle, friends, material, career all for what? During those times I donāt want anything, because everything costs amounts that I canāt give in return. I have so little, yet a lot that donāt seem to mean anything. I think of everything that should be fixed and so everything seems wrong. Then I wonder how life even becomes so numb. I donāt do enough for myself and I canāt concentrate fully on the integral things. Things arenāt working out and I canāt help it cause of my mind. I avoid everyone else for the reason of them being so careless in their own personal world. On their side, they must avoid everything that makes a person have this state of meaningless. People become so shy when thereās something they canāt understand. On my side, I canāt cope with their minds when Iām sad, and it happens so often that I am left completely alone.
Then I finally notice the sadness isnāt there anymore. I start wondering why I felt like life didnāt have any hope. I may have thought that I shouldnāt have been born, but after processing the idea of me not being here, I notice that as I am here, I may as well do anything I want to do. But itās my mind that interrupts my motivation. My mind always interrupts everything that used to feel good. I feel that anything else than a motivated mind is possible. Itās not constant enough for me to really get a grip on life.
Met a guy, kinda.
For eight hours today, Iāve been shredded in a gay occurrence mystery. Hereās the thing: thereās a potentially gay guy and thereās dots to tie together, so bare with me. What I really care about is if heās gay or not, because this incident has been bothering me the whole day. Iād be into him if weād be acquinted better, but heās too perfect and a mere fantasy. Iām also desperate, lol. Anyway, the gay clues exist, but are too minor for conclusions and my mind unconsiously wants him to be gay, haha. This all happened in two days.
So Iām at military service, conscription may be the better term (in a mostly gay-tolerant country). One of my jobs is photography.
Yesterday evenning, I went to Grindr out of curiousity and found a guy, who surely was in a group photo I had taken. Heās a pool lifeguard in their group and works in exercise-clubs (no fkng idea how to translate). Then I thought he might not be the same, even though it said ā52 metres awayā and thereās no one else like him in the closed area.
After waking up today, I had a photo gig. I had to go to the gymhouse for the given task and āthe same guyā happened to be there with his group. He looked at me first, so I asked him where an instructor is and he just said: āDunno, havenāt seen him.ā I waited for the instructor, eventually getting the job done.
After the gig, I went to change the laundry. I was going alone into this building, and then a man came out the door. The very same man I thought I saw on Grindr and the same Dunno-man at the gymhouse. No one else is there. I minded my businness, kind of thought he was looking at me. I didnāt look, because I figured itās my distorted mental image again, the one when I think Iām being stared but am not. I didnāt look, until in the corner of my eye, I saw smirking. What is he doing? No oneās around. I turned to him and almost asked if heās got something to say. I thought heād give a photo gig, ācause it wouldāve been likely. He kept that smirking on when I turned. No avoiding, directly looking at me. Heās never been like this before. He was ābout to go past and turned his head more towards me⦠Suddenly he had already went past and I didnāt dare to look back. I didnāt even say anything, neither did he. What was that for? Is this the same guy on Grindr? The similar one? He saw me there? We have hardly been in contact personally, so there aināt reasons to look at me like that. I immediately contemplated the thought of him seeing me online, thinking Iām so ugly in person that itās hilarious. Thatās why I thought he smirked. (My picture is unaltered btw, but itās a year old and I took good care of my skin back when I had the time, lol.)
I tried to look for the profile again, finding it on a second try. I compared the group picture I had taken, to the one Grindr picture on my phone. Now I thought they have similar noses and hair, but I canāt say if the eyes are 100% the same. Itās like he could be a twin brother⦠who was also 52 metres away. The gymguyās the most equivalent. Thereās no one else like him here.
I think I found out his name, the lifeguard/exercise-club guy Iāve seen live. Still, of course the Grindr nameās different. Iām so sure these ātwoā are at least VERY similar to each other. Especially after handling the photos where heās in. Iād know how to seperate him from another person, cause the face is photograph-similar. Iām also curious ābout the look he gave when we met near the laundry-change. Was he like: āHa! You too?ā or like: āIāve seen you havenāt I?ā This is a clichĆ©, but my heart wants to ask him ābout everything and my headās like āWtf? Donāt get into this mess! You might be very very wrong!ā So, Iāve been frustrated and I guess I need to love someone, but this incidentās SO insignificant and meaningless. It's a shame I start feeling this way, cause the beginnings of crushes always have a daydream feel. Then it kinda gets shattered by āāthe meaninglessāā.
All of what I explained above happened in TWO DAYS. No idea what tomorrow brings. Good night.

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Tryāna understand sadness.
A mess of a text, but: Sometimes Iām too dramatic and get things the wrong way. When I was younger, I wanted to know how not to feel sad. I had an idea that it was something with family and friends, but couldnāt hold onto an idea on how to fix it. Maybe someone in my life made a bad choice and I couldnāt help cause I was young and had my own troubles. I needed to help but didnāt care enough, cause I didnāt understand what I would get in return. Then after it was too late I finally met with the best memories about it and understood why I shouldāve been there to fix things. I wanted to see someone happy, who died probably in long-term sadness. How should I feel. Okay, I see her better side now through memories, but couldnāt see that when she was alive. I think that people who are in similar situations, need to be less distant. Even if you donāt care or youāre sad or happy, itās still better than not being there at all. I know more of sympathy now. Now it doesnāt matter how whole or shattered I am. At least I know where to build from now on cause I finally feel appreciation I didnāt get to feel.
My to-do-list for life control
This is pretty plain but here goes:
1. Maintaing a schedule and not get stuck into older problems. Meaning that I need to get old businnesses out of the way so I can move onto more meaningful things like education.
2. Maintaining a balanced healthy lifestyle.
3. Conserve money and spend it wisely.
4. Getting an easy, temporary job from which I can get money for an apartment.
5. Creating video content for the fun of it and to be shared.
6. Finding people who can understand the emotional side of me well.
7. Pretty superficial, but Iād like to make a few surgical alterations, so that I could be more confident with everything that I do.
8. Writing a book which is relatable and intriguing (A work in progress).
9. Finding a man who understands my needs and makes me learn how to take others into account better, cause Iām a bit too egoistic.
How I differ from many people
1. I donāt hate mondays.
2. Iām very sensual (sounds, visuals, feels overall).
3. I donāt care for device specs, other than the fact that itās convenient.
4. Iām not enthusiastic about phones, cars and such - I use things when I reallyĀ Ā need them.
5. Iād rather cuddle with a guy whoās got a potatosack over his body rather than just a paperbag over his head.
6. Sometimes I stare at objects for about five seconds before I snap out of it.
7. No energydrinks, just coffee, tea and water.
8. I donāt like to have buttons on my clothing.
9. I love to sophisticate myself by learning new words and terms occasionally.
10. I donāt like when people say that everyone is beautiful from the outside, just say something encouraging that is true and move on.
11. I love silence and hate many noises, not so much though that Iād have misophonia.
12. Itās tiresome to write anything with a touchscreen, so, so many typos.
13. I love to walk quite long distances from a place to another. So many people seem to drive just cause of like thirty metres.
14. I love to cry in movies. I actually donāt want to be so āmasculineā and not express those feels.
15. I donāt like the argument: āYouāre just jealousā against the truth, cause many times when I say something against a āsuccessfulā person, I donāt want to have the personās status, cause the person might have done disagreeable actions, which I wouldnāt want to do. (Jealous cause I wanna be doing better things in that status? No, cause I would probably also screw up at some point, and Iād get hate. I donāt need it, hence no status upgrade for me and just zero jealousy.) Such a narrowminded argument.
16. Iām not a fan of many things, Iām quite candid when it comes to opinions. Though I do prefer the actual truth, but I donāt say much in fights cause I wouldnāt know whatās what in the layers of views.
17. I talk to myself, by myself. Concentrating on things that I would like to say to people.
18. For the record, I only express anger by myself or on a passive aggressive mode. I contain most of it for like exercising or something not harmful to others.
When people are telling you what's legit and what shouldn't be done,- remember that it's massively useful to be optimistically open to new possibilities
Optimism vs. just pointless negativity
feelinā numb
Now I donāt know what to feel. Itās like I cannot do anything but stare at a wall. Thereās really nothing to cry about, but Iām just noticing an empty presence thatās coming from me. I donāt want to be interested of anything,- thatāll just distract me from my true needs. I need to go to sleep, damnit.

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A Feel Paradox
Sometimes I think about the feels I got when I was younger and thought thatĀ āāWouldnāt it be cool to arrange a huge beach party or something? ..A-and Iād be the host, lol!āā And now, many years later, if Iād actually arrange even the smallest party, Iād get the same teenage feels. Itās weird, I could totally feel like a teenager again. Like an adult remembering the oldies, even though Iām not even having a middle-age crisis. Damn, Iām barely 20! Iām a bit sick of constantly getting reminded of nostalgia, though itās still a great feeling. But I want to get on with it. Forget about the echoes of teen wishes. I want to find new things which I can use to express some of my creativity with...or at least enhance it in some way.
Some nostalgic scene of a childhood game.
āāWait! Brother!...Brother...Teran!!āā
āāNo! Iām, Iām not your true brother!...Iām BLOCKMAN, he who lives to face danger!...I was hired by King Aster as a bodyguard, to protect you...Iām...from a different world...āā
*Teran runs away and bumps into Marina*
āāMa-Marina! Please let me through, otherwise Iāll have to fight you!āā
*Teran tries to hit Marina, but Marina stops the attack*
āāLet me go! Marina!! UpĀ ātil today Iāve been lying to Celes!!...How can I stand before her?!āā
āāForget about the past! You canāt blame yourself for what happened. Just be yourself!...Youāll be beside the person you most need, wonāt you?...Iām sure Celes is also looking forward to this!!āā
*Marina guides Teran back to Celes*
Teran:Ā āāCeles...āā
Celes:Ā āāI order you in the name of the Queen!!...Whatever happens, I want you beside me to protect me...As the Blockman...as my brother!...as Teran!!āā
*A crowd rushes in while celebrating a coronation ceremony*
~Mischief Makers Ending Sequence