Young Love

What is love ? Some say it’s that moment when you meet someone and your stomach turns or when you drive for hours to meet someone for 10 minutes, but in my opinion love in its most naked form is giving someone the ability to destroy you but trusting them not to do so.

I have, incredibly recently, given this ability to someone and have I done the right thing ? I hope so but only time can tell. We both don’t exactly have the best track record when it comes too relationships but this time, I believe, it is going to be different.

Upon sharing my rather cheesy thoughts with others I found that not many people were supportive. For the most part they all thought it was fun and games and not anything serious. Upon further investigation I found out that according to most people we were “too young” and not “mature enough“. Let that sink in. I, a 16 year old male dealing with the pressure of studies, my family and a plethora of other things am not “mature” enough to love someone. It honestly broke my heart when I realized that almost every youngster in love must have been told this and that is just disgusting.

Young love is a beautiful thing, a thing which should be cherished. I mean, look at it this way, two people with their entire life ahead of them look at each other and say “You’re the one I wanna be with“. If that’s not love I don’t know what is.

Love, whether it be between two teenagers or adults, should never be undermined. It should not never be deterred, frowned upon or be labelled as a “game”. Love is a beautiful thing, the purest thing in the world, it’s the sole reason I get up in the morning and for it to be labelled as something less is just wrong.

Young love is beautiful; however, it is also fragile. At the end of the day, we are just teenagers and not always but often we confuse love with other things. For example, if someone is giving you attention you may love the attention, but not the person giving it. Love also leads to people getting hurt, but the thing to remember is that love didn’t hurt you; someone who didn’t know how to love hurt you and we should never confuse the two. Love is dangerous, risky and not for the faint hearted but is it worth it ? Is the hurt if it doesn’t work actually worth trying ? Absolutely. You see, at the end of the day, love is a risk: it’s leap of faith and all one can hope for is that they’re making the leap for someone who’s willing to do the same for them.

Young love is beautiful. Young love is pure but most of all young love is right. Two people look at the battles they’ll have too face in the world and say to each other “I know it’s gonna be difficult but we’ll make it through”. Two people look ahead at the challenges they will face and decide they’re gonna face them together. Two people who know that it’s not gonna be easy decide that it’s worth it, that is young love.

To be young and in love is a gift, a gift that not many people are given and for those of us who are lucky enough to receive this gift, I urge them not too take it for granted. 

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Random thoughts 

To the person who listens to my midnight rants; this one is for you.

Why do we do what we do ? We all have a reason for every act we have ever committed. You eat because you’re hungry, sleep because you’re tired and so on; however, why do people on the whole do what they do; what motivates them ? This question is one which fascinates me but I know I won’t be lucky enough to find an answer but alas, such is life.

As I stare out of this Boeing 777 I’m filled with a certain sense of peace and tranquility. While most people have that “I’m so insignificant” thought running through their heads when they experience this view; I was feeling like I was the centre of the universe. Did you know that you, yes you, and stars are essentially made of the same “stuff”. What I mean to say is that you are essentially made of star dust. Yeah, I was shocked at first as well, go ahead google it and you’ll see that I’m correct. I honestly, at that moment in time, felt like I was the most important person on the planet and the fact that those stars which shone brightly above were essentially made of the same materials as me gave me a feeling of belonging.

As I looked out the window of this plane my mind began too wander and before I knew it I was back sitting at the statue in Piccadilly Circus. I remember just looking up at the stars at midnight; looking at the people rushing through that magnificent place going from one place to another glued to their phones. I remember that feeling of disappointment when I looked around and even people sitting on the steps of the statue on this wonderful summer night were just staring at their phones. I was heartbroken when I realised that most people must not make time for looking at the stars or feeling the wind on their face or stopping and literally smelling the roses. I remember even thinking then why are all these people ignoring the world around them, begrudgingly I admit that right now the world isn’t in the best of shape but still, why are people not admiring everything around them. Why are they depriving themselves from everything they’ve been seeking because they’re just looking for instant gratification and thinking short term; rushing from point A to point B. The earth has music for those who listen.

My mind wandered quite a bit with things I won’t bore you with too an article I once read . A group of scientists locked five monkeys in a cage, let’s call them, A, B, C, D and E. The scientists would hold a banana from the top of the cage in a way that anyone of the five monkeys could easily get too it, however, each time one of the monkeys would take the banana ice cold water would be dropped on the other four. After a while if any of the monkeys would try to get the banana the others would stop him from doing so. One by one the monkeys were switched out, first came along A1. Now, this new monkey saw the banana and immediately went for it, however, the other monkeys became hostile towards him until he stopped going after it. The scientists switched out all of the remaining monkeys and each one would initially try to get the banana but the others would stop him. So when the last one was switched out and he too stopped trying to get the banana scientists realised that while none of the original monkeys were in the cage and water wasn’t thrown on the substitutes they still wouldn’t go for the banana. None of the monkeys knew what would happen if they took it but they didn’t try to as that’s what they were “taught”. They had no idea why they shouldn’t try to get it; they just knew that they shouldn’t because that’s the only thing they knew. The scientists then made statements about humans behaviour comparing them to the monkeys behaviour stating that just as the monkeys in the cage most times we don’t know why we should or shouldn’t be doing something, we do things just because we see others do them and we don’t know any better. We’re trained to stay within the same parameters and most of us aren’t even bothered by it.

You know, I’ve at this point admitted that I’m never gonna get an answer to why do people do what they do. Many before me have also tried to answer this question and many more after me will also try to do so but the thing is I’ve realised that people themselves have no idea why they do what they do; humans love to act but very few of them think before doing so and that is why this question can never be answered because at the end of the day most people are stupid; they act without reason and eventually suffer the consequences of not using what makes them different; their ability to think.

Little bit of everything 

Ideas live forever

I never really had faith in anything growing up and in a society in which the word of god is sacred and unquestionable that’s a problem. I was always forced to hush up about my never ending questions, yet I always tried to find an answer to each peculiar question which popped into my tiny head, but alas as so many before me I am yet to answer even one of those questions which keep me up at night.

My patience for people is incredibly thin and vice versa.I was and still am almost always the guy which sits alone, eats alone and is virtually cut off from the rest of the world. While some people who are reading this may perceive me as arrogant I assure you that is not the case; the problem was that the people around me were so invested in their own petty little dramas that they failed to see what was going on in the world outside of their own little bubble. As I grow older I realise that almost everyone is like that. People don’t want to know what’s going on in the world. They just don’t care. As long as the wifi is working so they can stream some show on Netflix and listen to music on Spotify people aren’t bothered. For them, it’s just easier turning a blind eye to the problems facing the world. 

All the normal functions of society seem monumentally screwed up to me. I mean it’s like a never ending rat race where the people who refuse to run are made to feel as if they’re the ones which are delirious but then again such is life, right? The thing is that is life really like that? the answer is no. Life is whatever we make it out to be. Where I see a rat race some rich preppy could see something he’s good at. Life is what you make it out to be. Whatever you have in your heart you will see in your life. If your heart, like mine is consumed by resentment and is utterly hopeless then that is what you will see in the world but if you somehow ignore the obvious signs all around you that you’re nothing more than a speck of dust within a galaxy that really doesn’t matter then congratulations, you see the world filled with hope and opportunities proving that ignorance really is bliss.

Just thinking 

I remember it hurt; looking at her hurt. An angel gracing us mere mortals with her presence but as life would have it this angel had already been worn out by life and this angel, this gift upon this god-forsaken planet became just another casulty of life.

Life is like that. There’s no other way to go about it or is there ? Through out our childhood we are all taught that to succeed in life we need to conform to society. Well I say that is wrong. All of us are diffrent, we all have our own sense of identity and being and so to think that there’s one set of rules for everybody is preposterous.

Everybody is a Genius. But If You Judge a Fish by Its Ability to Climb a Tree, It Will Live Its Whole Life Believing that It is Stupid.

Life is the most tragic thing to happen to anybody and everybody. You see, we didn’t choose this, we did not choose “life“. We were forced into it, it was never our choice but alas as so many before us we are going to have to suffer through it. The thing is we can’t undo life but do we really have to suffer through it ?

Morality is just a fiction used by the herd of inferior human beings to hold back the few superior men.

This was said by truly one of the greatest minds ever to grace this world of ours. The above mentioned saying suggests that morality is a concept to limit a talented individual. From this one can assume that if an individual lacks a moral compass he or she will truly succeed in their life however will they truly succeed in life without a sense of morality? If an individual loses his moral compass does he not really lose himself ? 

It is my belief that the world which should exist, the real world is one which ceases to exist and this world which we deem real ought not to exist.

Life is hard; with or without a moral compass life will beat you up and squeeze the very last ounce of breath from your body but if you accept this then you are on your way not only to success but also to peace.

The largest kingdom a man can conquer in his life is himself.