Never Realities

My intention as of late it to become a habitual completer. People throughout their entire lives will have dreams and visions, and that's all they'll ever be.

Dreams and visions for a lifetime.

Never realities.

I'm no different when it comes to this, as multiple endeavors, ideas, plots, schemes and concoctions have come and gone. One ear and out the other. Moving onto another. The reasons to quit will almost always equal or exceed the reasons behind success and failure, and time will not stop.

It's either continue to make progress and see how much you've accomplished over time, or do nothing and see how much time has passed.

I'm no expert. Merely a Shameless one traveling through the plains of existence embracing truth and the creativity that comes from it. All I can say is what I've lived and seen. What has worked and what has defiantly not.

Hopefully if you put yours together with mine we can figure this thing out.

There's an idea. A beautiful thought in the mind. Uncertain, but you may be the only one who's ever had this notion. But it's so brilliant that it doesn't matter if anyone else has had it. All you know is that you think. Right? Descartes? Since it's just you in this world, and that's all you're certain exists, the sole burden of this idea is upon your shoulders.

"There is no one else in the world who can make this dream a reality, and if I don't the world will be deprived of what I passionately believe to be relevant to existence."

Man. When you think of it that way, it tends to add some priority to passion, and some clout to completion.

But all metaphysics and jive aside, what is really going on? Cogito ergo sumtimes it doesn't really matter.

I wake up at 8 a.m. Sometimes 10. I like to go to sleep before tomorrow comes, but sometimes 4 a.m. should be the new midnight. But no matter the time, at the end of the day it's good to know that something productive was done. The final nail in a coffin, or just another brick in that wall.

It all adds up.