An unplanned road trip

This passed weekend I went on a little road trip (and this one was planned) and on this road trip I came to the realisation that we are planning to much. Everything we do is planned way ahead of time. There is nothing spontaneous about it. We plan from the moment we get into the car to the destination. Usually there is no room for little pit stops to get out and explore.

Planning our lives have become a necessity, yes with work we have to plan, to get there on time and what not. but what about a little something different? It doesn't matter if we become adventurous with little things like food or the road we take to our destination, but we don't do this. We have to plan from A to B and all the little in between details.

Then it happens that we don't include someone and chaos begins... Chaos errupts because why did I not tell this person I will be there and when I will be there. But then it was a simple thing such as tehy were not part of the planning. So what now?

There is chaos and the plan is falling apart...

Do you want to know what I think? I say this is bullshit, BULLSHIT!

I know planning is an essential part of life, but in the wormhole, this constant chaos and planning. But all I want to do is go on an unexpected road trip. No destination in mind, just my car and a tank full of gas. On this roadtrip I want to end up somewhere in the middel of somewhere and no where. The in between. On this particular road trip I don't want to take anyone with whom will need to talk the entire time, or who will need noise. I want someone with me who will enjoy the silence as much as I do, who will appreciate the scenery and nature as much as I do. I want to be able to sit in silence with my companinion and that must feel like the best converstation ever.

By the destination I want to burst out laughing, and just start to cry, and then just scream, scream until i loose my voice.THEN I just want to stand in the silence and let it sink in. Let all of it sink in as The day falls to night. But with all thiS crazy emotion release my companinion must not ask why, must not ask what, they can scream with or just stay silent. In that moment I want to find my peace I just want to release all the emotion bottling up on the inside. 

I just want something adventurous where I can be myself and let go. For once I want to let go... and be... ME

A little imagination

"Logic will get you from A to B, but imagination will take you everywhere”-Albert Einstein

It is astonishing how many different people there are in the world. I know everyone are unique and do everything in their own way. But have you ever gone and watched people closely, and see what they admire, what drives them, what their passions are? I have done this numerous times. Just go to a public place and see how people function. It is just astonishing. Everyone has an imagination and we have to learn the ability to use it in everything we do. We need to go out and see how people function so that we do not end up the same. Life is very short and the only thing that is in the same routine is us humans. We stand up we do our thing, we sleep and repeat. People are becoming depressed and moan every day that they are bored out of their minds but what do they do? They do not use this wonderful thing we have which is called an imagination.
I have been sitting and pondering on this topic for a fairly long time, but I never knew how to word my ideas until now.

Our daily routines have drilled it into our minds that when we move from A to B we must only focus on the destination ahead. Our minds are programmed to only focus on the road ahead we are not programmed to stop alongside the road and admire the scenery. I have asked this exact question to a few people and all of them say “we never look at the landscape when we go places.” We are so focused on what lies ahead we forget what is right in front of us.

People of today struggle to see the little things in life or to gain motivation, but I can never see them applying a little imagination to the process. I am also guilty of this I sometimes forget to sit breathe and involve a little colour in the situation.

We need to open our minds and see what is in front of us. We need to stop living in the past, because it is gone. We should not live for tomorrow because it is not promised we should live now in the moment. So when you drive home from work, take a detour and discover new pathways, discover what you have missed.

Life train on a rainy evening

"Life is like riding a bicycle, to keep your balance you need to keep moving."-Albert Einstein

LIfe is like a moving train, from the day you are born till the day you die.On this train ride of life you can choose whether or not you want to force this train to stop or not. To stop this train you must crash and burn because there is no coming back like everything is normal. The only thing one can do is to try and rebuild it from the ashes. 
On this train ride we decide who will be the passengers and when they are bound to leave the train. These passangers include anything and anyone, form your demons of the present and past, to the people we care and love for.
BUT like I said in the beginning to keep balance in your life you have to keep moving, you cannot stand still and expect that you will stay up right. The same is for the train ride story we have to keep moving forward to not cause  a train crash. Once you let the train ride stand still for to long it will cause an irrevudable dissaster.

But why all this mambo jumbo about life being a train ride? Well the reason  is because I have let my train stop in one place for to long.  I have lost a few people on the way and i have got the chance to mend some broken and forgetten relationships. I also got the chance to let someone on who i have never thought i could get close to so quickly. I have crashed and burned before it caused me a great deal of pain and also a very dear friend, he did not only save my life but in the process he has let go of his own. He was the main reason i got up and started to rebuild my life, but recently i have started to let my life train slow down and old ways have come to make a new and what once was new have become old. My beautiful scenery have turned into a all crimson scene. I have tried to make a new ways to stray from the old but it does not go away. The one friend who i have never thought i could be so close to so quickly. He could see my pain from the start, even though i wear my sunglasses to mask my eyes, because as the say the eyes of a person is a link to their soul. My friend has helped me to see a more clear path and has helped me to see a way through the crimson land.

Tonight my train of thought pulls away and who knows where it will stop. I sit in the dark of my appartment and look at the rain pouring down. But I sit here tonight with a glass of red wine staring trough the crimson to the moon above me and to the street lights below me. Here I sit tonight and I think to myself what does not kill us does not only make us stronger but it makes us fighters.