Notes on an Empty Page
There is a lot of talk about Honor, and giving honor, how about the things that you have in your life, the things you have spent so much energy and time devoting your life to, blood, sweat, tears, the things that over time many people grow away from? We become too busy. We fold to the notion presented by society that certain passions, and interests aren’t worthy of full on, devotion, sacrifice, and intent observation. Many people live in this bubble, feeling that if they are to admit they still enjoy, no, LOVE the things they did as younger people they will be viewed as less of an ‘adult’, not taken seriously, perhaps even shunned by their social group. It does happen, there is no doubt in my mind, I have been subject to being ostracized from groups I associate with.
I have spent a great amount of time thinking about this, I think that perhaps it has even transcended the level of just thought. Not once have I ever had to remind myself to honor and be thankful for my passions in life. There is a funny thing about true passion in life, it feels natural, you find yourself constantly immersed in your passions without ever having to consider the who or why.
I myself have many passions in life, I feel that for someone of my age I have managed to keep hold of my childlike imagination, and curiosity, and allowed it to stay intact, and active. Maybe sometimes this is to my detriment, but the thing is when I can express myself through these means I feel alive.
Music, thats the one. I have never been let down by music. It makes me think, it stirs feelings in every color of the spectrum. Sometimes there is that moment, when you hear a certain song, it transports you to a place in time. A place where you can smell, taste hear and almost touch the memories attached to it. The songs and images in this video reflect them for me. Take what YOU want from it. Hopefully it makes you smile, and maybe even think about your little spot in this life.