Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Let's Talk: If I die tomorrow

A fear of death isn't unique to me. I've discussed how comically short life is before and how quickly it catches up to us. My issues with death are not being able to accomplish everything I've sworn to myself. In a worse scenario, it would be having my true potential within reach, but not quite able to grasp it. This post, will be a bit different from the forty plus I've written thus far. It'll range closer to a personal request instead of my usual goofy, advice, or challenging posts. Since I'll probably die in some lame way, like getting hit by a blimp, I want this message to remain here. If I die tomorrow, I want this to be my message. 

Open your mind to the world. Something I often struggled with when I was younger. In my early teens I had the perfect idea for what my future wife was supposed to be and exactly what my house would look like. Everything had to be this ideal I had set up for myself. However, somewhere along the line different types of women started catching my eye and I started liking different types of architecture. Opening your mind means understanding how little you know and allowing yourself to understand more. Beauty exists in every object and organism around you. But you will only be able to understand and experience true beauty if you allow yourself to open you mind. It involves walking towards a destination but knowing you will take numerous wrong turns along the way.

Open your heart to the world. Learn to love the idea of love. Think genuinely for a moment about what or who you love. Know there are thousands, literal thousands of other people that love the same hobbies, music, and foods as you. Put your fears aside and share in your passions with people. Develop a community where you are able to discuss and share your love. Aside from your passions, please be open about who you love. This isn't me telling and demanding you to be open, I'm begging. Let the people around you know how much you love them, I promise you can't tell them enough. The affirmation and reassurance from sharing love is simply wonderful. To take it a step further, men pay extra attention. Let your guy friends know how much you love them. They'll learn to appreciate it sooner rather than later.

Hold kindness in the palm of your hand. Meaning, learn to share your kindness with the world. I am a stronger believer in good and bad karma. The universe works in mysterious ways, allow it to work in your favor. Go out of your way every once in a while to hold a door open, listen to your friends problems, or watch a show with your friends. Find the line of comfortable assisting people around you and you will be paid back tenfold in the future. Share in your loved ones passions and keep asking questions. If you've never seen someone you care for rant about their passions, try it. It's one of the most genuine, pure, and beautiful things I've ever had the pleasure of witnessing. Give it a shot, it'll be worth it. 

Learn to apologize. As I've gotten older, pain and emotional distress sit heavily on my heart. I've had to come to terms with the fact I cant fix relationships with old girlfriends and old friends. It hurts more than I am willing to admit, but I've heard to accept. I'm a firm believer in things falling in life for a reason. For those relationships you can fix with an apology, become quick to listen to issues involving your character. Quick to listen does not mean quick to apologize. Genuine apologies are a valuable asset to your character. They hold weight, meaning, and absolute truths behind them. In addition, "sorry's" are not real apologies. 

Have weight to your words. I'm considerably silly in this aspect. I've been trying to reconstruct my dictation for the last few months. Falling flat on my face more often than not. However, I've had this thing with the word "pride" for many years. It could be lead me to challenging my own dictation and vocabulary. I often do not tell people I am proud of them, because I view giving out my pride as a powerful statement. It's similar to seeing your father cry or curse when you were younger. It may not have happened often, but when it did, something was serious. On the idea of me holding me sharing my pride in high regard, I still make sure to affirm my loved ones accomplishments. If they are to receive my pride, they already know what they have done is worth much more than my pride could ever be. It's the tiniest amount of icing on a splendid cake. 

And above all, please learn to love yourself. 

Follow my message and WashYourAss

- Noble 

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