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Inspiration

av Caroline
 
Inspiration, let thyself come. Go through me like a cool autumn’s breeze, throw me off, make me feel, make me think, react. I just sat through two hours of beauty, watching the magnificent film that is Dead Poets Socie ... Läs hela texten
 
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Inspiration

Inspiration, let thyself come. Go through me like a cool autumn’s breeze, throw me off, make me feel, make me think, react. I just sat through two hours of beauty, watching the magnificent film that is Dead Poets Society. I am not quite sure how to write about it to truly show what a great effect it has had on me. It made me think about so many things, things which seem natural and things which might seem as though everyone already knows them. Like they are nothing new. But also things, which people in the conformed line that is the life we are all expected to live, forget. Or ignore, suppress, hide, I stand clueless. It makes me want to cry that so many people around the world do things purely out of the fact that they believe it is what is expected of them. From parents, from society, from someone else, from no one at all. The character played by, may he rest in peace, Robin Williams, brought out the same ideas that I believe I, and probably millions of others, perhaps everyone in one way or another, have, but the very same ideas are also those which will be forgotten the second all these expectations come knocking. I think expectations are what I hate the most in the world. Expectations make us live in the future rather than now, they make us plan for something which we cannot really ever foresee, things of which we will never truly know how we feel until we are there in that very moment. The expectation to be a good son or daughter, a good student, a good worker, a good person, a good friend, a good lover, a good spouse, a good parent, a good human being and a good citizen. Do good for your country, do not ever break out of what is normal and expected, what would Jesus do, and whatever nonsense we subconsciously become informed to do every single day of our lives. Parts of me make me not want to study anything that will ever make me “become” something or someone. Doing something to become something is the very thing that I hate so much about expectations and all that comes along with them. Do things now, not because you have a great passion for them, but because it will make your future good. Not necessarily good in terms of them making you a happy individual who does what you want, but good in terms of having a stable job, a settled-down life somewhere where the process of finding love and having a perfect family and a good, ordinary life can finally begin. And you go through that process for years on, all so that you can get a good pension for when you grow old and give your children the very stable life that you made yourself have. And there you go, age comes, and behind us we find a whole life almost lived. Perhaps then comes death, perhaps a few good years of meeting your grandchildren and dreaming of all those ideas and vivid images of what you so surely thought you were destined to do when you were young. Perhaps feeling happy and satisfied with what your life has become, but perhaps also always questioning choices. I am sure some people find this kind of life to be the dream, and of course many people are not as fortuned as to have a stable life like the one described, but I mean that there must be so much more than this. I cannot imagine having lived a life like this where I do not spend most every day of the rest of my life regretting that I never did this and I never did that. Already now I feel like there are so many things I have just let go of, like acting, like writing, like playing the drums or just being involved with music in any other way than just listening to its waves of beautiful magic. Imagine then, all the things you have ever dreamt of doing, and how many they will be at the time you are old. There is not enough time for us on this planet to just go on living in a way that we believe is expected or “good”, but we must live our own lives as much as is possible without it ruining them. I believe that there is so much more to see, so much more to learn, so much more to experience, things which could never ever be taught in a classroom. By studying, we learn what we are supposed to learn, however by experiencing, we learn what is really there, we learn what could be there and what is not there, we learn how to think and shape ideas of our own, because no one is telling us to think. We let our minds expand and our thoughts run free. We see people, places, of whom and which we would never ever read about in a book, because they are unknown, or just not interesting enough, to anyone but those who are there. There are so many stories out there which will never be told unless someone cares enough to ask them, to be curious and open-minded enough to realize that there is more to everyone than the exterior we so quickly walk past every day. Break through the conformity and the exteriors, of other people, of yourself, of earth and life. Open your eyes to what awaits you.


 
Caroline
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Jag är ensam, det är ett faktum Det är så det är här i livet - Det är bara att acceptera Jag hade en vän, men han lämnade mig För att vara med de coola - Jag antar att det är så det fungerar Det kommer nog alltid vara såhär Jag kommer alltid att vara ingen En siffra i statistiken över de som ingen vill ha Det finns alltid de som är utanför Den här gången blev det jag Det går inte att förändra Det är bara att acceptera


 
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Den värsta sortens saknad

Saknaden bli värre när den saknade finns kvar men är helt och hållet onåbar När ni som höll ihop i ur och skur har skiljts åt med en mur Du försöker desperat att öppna en dörr Du vill att allt ska bli som förr Men han låser alla dörrarna med dubbla lås Han gör allt för att inte kunna nås Där bakom muren har han roligt med andra medan du på ensamhetens stig får vandra Du saknar den han var förut Du förstår inte hur det kunde ta slut! Sanningen drabbar dig som ett slag att fast du ser honom varje dag har du förlorat din strid Din vän är borta för alltid


 
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