My philosophy on life... oh my god, you're asking me to share my thoughts on existence with everyone?

I really have NO idea what I meant with that, although here it goes.

My back hurts currently, I'm extremely tired, and I'm at work, so I trully have no idea what I'm typing, and I'm sure my grammar, spelling, and meaning will be skewed within this.

People sit at home and think about how they can impress others, all day long. There are those who dress themselves up in regel robes and shining makeup to show others how much they know, but really, much of themselves get lost in the tangled mess of public infatuation. Hmmn, the robes and makeup were meant to symbolize false philosophical views and fake... ness. Jesus, I'm usually more put together with these things, so forgive me.

The color of your walls and the powdery paint, let's start there. Look at the wall you're next to, right now. You recognize it well, you know it well, I'm sure you're rather use to the color of the walls and the cieling, the carpet. The smell of the stale paint and the air in your house/apartment/living situation. Okay, so you know them well. Now, look at yourself in the mirror. Look at your skin, your hair, your eyes. Look INTO your eyes. Done? Do you recognize that face? I'm sure you do, you look at it at least once a day. Now, do you recognize what's behind that face? Not the person your friends and family know, not the person you've created, but the ACTUAL person behind those eyes, behind that skin? You do, you know them well- although you probably don't ever conciously think about it. They're much different, and none of you will ever admit to who that person is. You will just add more into the personality of the person you want us all to know.

This is going to be difficult because certain people on this board try their very hardest to come off as VERY intellectual with their educated philosophical views and intelligent insights- but you're really only living the life of a faux person. This is how it works with everyone. We, humans, live as one entity as a whole. You live for your parents, be it for them or against them, for the strangers on the street, and for your friends. You are who you are around. We all live lives of strangers, but the one below the skin is who we should be living for.

Lmfao, I'm so tired.

Okay... uhmm... how many of you trully believe in the crap you shit from your mouths? Omg, forgive me, seriously. It just annoys me sometimes. Very few of you actually believe in that shit, lol. And you can claim as long as you wish with as much heart-felt power behind it, but few if any of you do. It's like... ugh, I don't know. It's sickening.

I want a huge field of sunflowers stretched before me, a swaying sea of nothing but yellow. Maybe the sun is covered with sunflowers, and we only think it's on fire...

Is that impossible? Really. I think it's very possible.

Well, a very long time ago... a little boy stood in the perpetual night, gazing at the second, larger moon. He said to himself "One day I will set that on fire. I will bring light to this world of night." I'm sure he meant it, because that must be where we got our sun.

WTF?! Omg, sleep. Need, sleep.

Live life, don't think about it. Live for the small things, recognize them and worship them. Lady bugs, cockroaches, flower petals, rain drops, pixels and custom made dinner plates.

Eat the food you've never had and sit with people you normally wouldn't.

Don't be an asshole, don't be hated. Work to be loved, and love as much as you can.

Give and recieve love.

Laugh often, laugh at anything and everything. Be your own biggest fan.

**** them and be you.

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