Super Mario Bros.

When Super Mario Bros. 3 came out, it was one of the most highly anticipated days that I can recall from my childhood.  This was when video games were not commonplace, but cool.  Rumors ran wild that Mario could now fly, and being a very young boy at the time this was like having a second Christmas day.  As I grow older, newer and anticipated releases just do not seem to get me excited anymore.  I figure, when I want to experience the new products, I will.  I don't even play video games anymore.  I haven't been to the movie theaters in months.  Am I transforming into a lame robot, or just merely unconvinced by the hype that surrounds anything that is shoved in our faces on a daily basis?  Buses, stadiums, websites.... everything is strewn with advertisements and hype!  I wish I could still feel that excitement again, the excitement for something new.  The anticipation of my personal Super Mario Bros. 3.

The Long and Winding Road

 Throughout the course of the day it is nice to reflect on personal goals.  What do I want to accomplish today?  This week?  In the next year?  In a world filled with instant gratification, social media, and a surplus of information, we all have to step outside the box and strip down our thoughts to the root of their origin.  If you allow yourself to continuously push forward, caught in the riptide of today's society, the days bleed together and nothing gets accomplished.  Allow yourself the time to breathe, to think, and to release the stresses that bare down on us every single day.  The purpose of life isn't about where you are and what you set out to be, it is all the shit that happens along the way.  As you search for your destination, you will be pulled in many different directions and tempted to fall off the highway of life.  Sure, the highway is the quickest route, but wouldn't you rather enjoy yourself and succeed at the same time? The best way is not the arrow straight A to B, but here, there, and everywhere.  The best way to travel is on the long and winding road.

Rollercoasters

One day its this thing.  The next day, another.  We all have our ups and downs, lefts and rights - but in reality the one thing we do at a constant is move forward.  Sometimes you may want to turn back time, but hair dye and layers of makeup only cloak the truth we refuse to acknowledge until our latter years.  Time isn't real, life is.  However, both are used as a measuring stick that you cannot replace or revert.  Embrace the movement, and quit putting off things till tomorrow when you can do them today.  Be aggressive.

One day, you will feel shittier then you have ever felt before.  You will convince yourself at that moment, that you have reached the deepest depths of your barrel.  Eventually though, it wears off, and things start to not seem so bleak.  Then, one day, you might not give a fuck anymore and reach the state of neutral thought.  Now with that you will embrace the story of it all, and continue forward until something new excites, intrigues, or makes you happy.  After all, life is just a bunch of sequenced stories that only you can tell.

With these highs and lows, ups and downs, lefts and rights, and circles we spin in, we still are moving forward, kind of like a rollercoaster.

Mondays

When I woke up today I felt like I was literally dying.  My liver pumped like a well churning for its last ounce of water.  After a wake, nap, wake, nap, wake cycle, I was overcome with the boredom of feeling useless and accomplished everything I thought would take me all day in the matter of two hours.  Put that in your pipe and smoke it.  When you drive long distances with nothing but yourself and Bob Dylan on the jukebox, one may tend to drift into a life of reflection.  Me, I just speed.  When you wanna fuck with someone who truly believes greatness is embedded in their loins, well, ya better step up, or step aside.  This is the dawn of the day.  The day of reckoning.  The day where everyone will know my name.


Postscript..  Little league baseball is truly a gift in itself.  Go to a game sometime, and listen to the passion of the kids and their parents.  It is a shame that we can't all be all-stars.