Society is a collective entity yet to become self aware.

In the beginning, the world was but a blank canvas, a fresh landscape for gods to shape as they saw fit.  After they added life and other final touches to their work, they decided to strip themselves of their power, join their creation as mortals, so that their emotions and imperfections do not allow them to destroy what they so cherished, perhaps as they once did in another time.  What they did not realize, however, was that the capacity for their destructive nature came not from their omnipotence but from their ability to reason.  Thus even without their power, the destruction they feared for their creation came to be nonetheless, only this time they would not remember it.

You may feel like you want nothing from the world... but then you realize what you actually want is just unattainable.

Sometimes you wish you didn't have to grow up.  But you do want to grow up.  You just don't want to become a different person.

Meaning is nothing without effect.

Work like a machine, yet have no confidence. What good is that?

So many things left unsaid... so many things written but left unread.

What If I Can't by reel2

Waltz of Shadows by TommyUlysesGrant

Longing by Stargenx

Some watch the clouds and say they're beautiful.
Others stick their heads in and can't see a thing.

Stop saying 'we' and say 'I'.  Speak for yourself before you speak for others.

The Love of Marion - by Bosa and Hania

Greed is not evil.  The evil are just often greedy.

I woke in my dream and was surprised I could fly.
I woke up this morning and wondered why I couldn't.

Gone are the days when one would try to learn from the successful. Now we have those who turn a blind eye to the solution, embrace their problems with pride, and become one with their failures.

And even if we keep ourselves away... Fate comes down and leads us astray.

Thought without action.  Life without meaning.  A lump of coal without wheels.

Pure of Heart by Bosa

     I fear boredom.  I don't know why.  It's just the way it is.  I should be happy that my two hardest classes are now over, but I instead feel empty.  I should look forward to a fun trip I've been planning this month, but I realize that once it passes (or even in the midst of it), there will be nothing but a void.

     I can't help feeling similar to Jonathan Shields in "The Bad and the Beautiful" (1952).  It has haunted me ever since I watched it two years ago for a film class.  Of course, I will never betray anyone for any means, but like Shields, once a project or goal is finished, I don't feel satisfied at all.  Instead, I feel anguish and longing - like I have just lost purpose and have suddenly been reduced to nothing.  I can be anything and do anything, but once I stop, I sink away into the shadows.

     It is not as if I pursue a goal or task because I enjoy it either.  It...[More]