Bricks

Seriously Nelson...Bricks. 

Wow. I don't even know where to start. 

I guess there are a lot of things you can do with bricks.

You can build with bricks

You can sell bricks

You can move a brick...

Maybe you can't do a lot of things with bricks, but bricks are important. I know that if we didn't have bricks we wouldn't have a fireplace in my house...but. My fireplace doesn't work anyways so I guess it doesn't matter. 

In real life the focal point of this is that if we didn't have bricks it would suck because Kevin from Home Alone wouldn't be able to throw one at Marv...and I liked that part of the movie. 

It made me laugh.

The Story of Him

Him was my best friend wait, maybe it was He...

He was my best friend.

But I wanna talk about Him not He... I suppose in order to know Him first you have to know He. 

He was a happy kid...privileged, good looking, likable. He had basically everything...at least everything I wanted. He was happy...at least I think He was. He never really did anything to convince me otherwise. 

He and I were good friends. Not great friends, but good. 

Then, when we were on the verge of becoming best friends, He changed. Oh boy did He change. I remember the night when He became Him. He was with me and some other friends. Something happened to He, an accident. It shattered He, and left Him there in his place. 

This was different. Him was different. I was scared of Him. He was never like this, never dangerous, never scary, never reckless. But that was Him. Careless, non-grateful. I was shocked with the new Him, and it scared me. I distanced myself from Him. But now I'm trying to help Him be like He was. Trying to change Him back. Because He was my best friend...and I really really didn't like Him.

What I Want

Baby..
I love ya

I wanna dance the night away with you. I wanna swing around the dance floor with your hand in mine and hold you in my arms when the songs get slow.

I wanna dress up and take you out for a night on the town. We could eat dinner outside under the starts and have a romantic conversation. We'd act all grown up and proper until we can't take it anymore and we burst out laughing. I'd catch you smiling.  I can see it now... your blue eyes and that beautiful smile.

I wanna call you at 6 o'clock on a Sunday evening and have you come over and spend the rest of the day watching Netflix with me. 

I want you to call me and say, "Hey, I'm having a hard day, can you come over?" You know I'd be right there! I'd do anything for ya. 

I wanna go for a romantic drive in the canyon as the leaves change colors. I wanna go up to tibble fork and watch the stars. I wanna take you up to the parking lot above the fork and kiss you in the moonlight...

I want to be able to call you mine. I want you to be mine. I don't wanna worry about anybody else. 

But those are just things I want..maybe someday I'll be able to have them.

What we had (love)

Do you ever just stop what you're doing and think about how life was? Remember everything we used to do? The rainy days we used to spend together? Do you remember when we used to just talk? I swear the world stopped when we were together. It seemed like there was no world outside on those rainy days. Time didn't exist when we were together. I remember the first time we spent a day together. I learned so much about you. I still remember what you like and what you hate. After that first day it was like I had known you my whole entire life. I felt like I knew you better than anyone else. I fell in love with you that day, but I didn't know it yet, that came later. We kept talking, spending days together in the rain, we even talked about your boy troubles... That was when I told you I would hook you up with that kid. Told you I could do it. It would be easy. It was easy. It was too easy. You guys fell in love so fast. And then I was left there, all alone. Still attached, still longing for love that would never come around, to hold you in my arms. And it stayed that way for a very long time. He got chance after chance, told you lie after lie, I knew I could do better. But I stayed there with the new role 'best friend.' I never lied, was never mean, the only thing I was was there for you. I was always there for you. You would call me late at night crying, texted me all day. Counted on me for so much, and of course I did all of it, because I was in love. For some reason the rainy days never stopped. We still spent so much time together and I loved it at first, but now, I regret everything. I should have left, we should have parted ways. I should have found someone else to love. Because as the rainy days we spent together continued, my feelings grew stronger. It was unbearable to see you with him. It broke my heart every day. I kept thinking I would have my chance, but no way...you loved him as much as I loved you. It left me in a wreck. It was never clear that you wouldn't have feelings for me, we were always so close that it seemed there would be something. But there wasn't. It was never supposed to be that way. I was always there for you, but you were never here for me. 

And now you're texting me, asking where the rainy days went. Wondering why we never spend time together anymore. 

I don't know what to say, so I'll ask you...Do you remember those rainy days? Because I am trying hard to forget them. 

  ;Only when you wake up and recognize your full potential will you achieve your vision of success.

Pens and Swords

IS THE PEN MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD?

yes

Well here's why.

If you want something to believe something, say you're a ruler and you need to prove a point. Which would be more successful? 

That is a very very very hard question. You see the sword is mighty. Many things will fall to the blade of a sword. Multiple swords can take a nation. Conquer everything they come acrossed if used correctly, but the pen can do this also. Recall Abraham Lincoln's Gettysburg Address. The effects it had, the things it did, the way it took a broken nation and gave hope to those who looked to it. 

Now we have two mighty things. Pen and sword, sword and pen. Now say you're not a ruler. You are no one special. You're just an ordinary person with no power over anyone. Now pick up a sword and go out and try to do something with it. Homie it's a sword people will laugh at you! Then when you kill someone, you'll get shot. How's that sound? Awful. See swords gain might in number. Pens do too. But pens can be powerful. Even when there's just a few. See writing is art. Killing...well killing is not. And not even the sharpest blade penetrates like the sharpest thought. Words have more affects on people than swords. People who use pens earn more awards. Because pens are better. A weapon of death will never beat a weapon of knowledge. 

Knowledge is key. It's a gift for those who look. But death is unfair when it's in someone else's hands. Knowledge can break bands. Help a nation learn to stand. It can eliminate the need for swords. But also know this, the pen is the mightiest tool of war. Because what will in fact happen, is that the pen will become the sword.

Crayons

Crayons

“We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box.”

― Robert Fulghum

  ;I'll admit it. I've never given crayons that much thought. I always took them for granted. Took them as something simple, something that there's nothing new to discover about it. To me, my knowledge of crayons was complete. All they would ever be are oily, less precise colored pencils. I didn't even like crayons! I didn't like them one bit...until I found this quote. 

Look at it. Read it. Strip it down. If you think hard it really has nothing to do with crayons. It does however, have everything to do with us. I know that this post is titled crayons, and that its supposed to be all about crayons. But something led me away from the topic of crayons and I decided to run with it. 

Significance and Meaning

Who would have thought, that a small box of crayons could be analyzed down to the point of this. One of the most amazing lessons you can teach someone, one of the best quotes I've ever seen. A quote that put and left a smile on my face came from a box of freakin crayons. I love that.

It gets me thinking about the lessons you can learn from the simplest things in life. It makes me want to stop taking everything for granted. Things I'm not even aware of. Think about it, and use it. I mean don't over analyze everything, but would it be cool to find something totally simple, apply it to a life message and change the whole entire world. Yeah that would be pretty legendary. You could be on Oprah for that shiz. Imma try it. And I hope it will change my life, your life and the lives of people around you. But really, I just wanna be on Oprah.

Waffles v Humans

Waffles are like humans

Humans are a thing 

Waffles are also a thing 

When you eat a waffle you get full

When you eat a human you get full...I think

I've never eaten a human, but waffles are like humans. A human could dress up as a waffle if they wanted, or they could eat waffles. 

Humans and waffles have ups and downs. You have ups and downs in your life. The ups are great and the downs are horrible. Sometimes it feels like the downs are more frequent than the ups, usually not but if so, it's ok. You're just a retarded waffle. Anyways, just remember through the ups and downs that you are a beautiful waffle full of ups and downs! That's the way it's supposed to be! If you were flat all the time, that would make you a pancake.