Spirit of youth and peace

The last few days have been silent. Lots of thinking and lots of writing. There are some people I am happy to no longer contact or associate with. Times of struggle will show us who is by our side. Not many of our friends or loved ones will still be standing around us, and that’s okay. We shouldn’t be naive that a family member or friend will be there in time of struggle. Our will and spirit will only keep us persevering in achieving our goals. Once we have momentum, we need to just keep rolling forward and let our spirit guide us with our will giving us strength. When opportunity is presented and worth pursuing, it’s better to accept it. Most people are miserable inside and will try everything in their power to mislead you to not pursue opportunities and accept the drug known as “comfort”. Try to share less about your endeavors and goals with others at least not until you have completed them. I try and only share to like minded individuals about my plan in life. We may have some dark times ahead and that is only the universe testing us to see if we still want what we visualize in our minds. Keep visualizing what you aspire in your mind, look away from the nightmare in the back.

Not going to lie, I went out to a bar and grill. I got super bored writing in silence and needed some type of background noise. On the bright side, I had some good food, and met a few neat people. I felt like participating in karaoke near the middle of the night after writing a couple of scenes for my screenplay. I ended up singing one song by Usher and one song by Akon- the two songs brought back nostalgia of when I was still in middle school and how I would play these type of songs from my mp3 player for a girl named, Kaycee. I remember not having too many friends in middle school, except for a good few. Kaycee lived in the same neighborhood as I, and we had a few of the same teachers for some our classes such as English, math and science. I remember how her and I both hated our English/Literature teacher, Mrs. Hennenberg. We both called her the b**** of the school. Sorry Mrs. Henneberg, we were two kids that hated school and homework. You’re not a b**** anymore. I believe it was the summer of 2010 that I developed a strong crush for her (Kaycee). I recall telling her about my feelings towards her. Before anything could go further, we both moved. I moved to another neighborhood while she moved to Arizona. We never met each other in person again. I did try to message her several years later when we accidentally found each other on Facebook. She was already settled with a boyfriend, and developed a deep interest for horror movies, so we had something to talk about for a while, until I started dating a toxic girlfriend who coerced me to delete my Facebook, losing a lot of my childhood friends and acquaintances.

I haven’t thought about this in years, but it’s intriguing how our mind can associate a song or a movie with someone we knew in the past, making us remember them and imagine all of the what ifs. Memory lane is a neat feature we have in our minds, it teaches us that we were especially full of more spirit when we were children. Where did that spirit of youth go? It’s still there, but society has molded it into something opposite of it. Society wants us to be adults who only know how to be a bunch of yes man full of depression. We need to take back our power that we once possessed, to question and to fine joy and opportunity in the simplest moments in life. Evidently lets be adults but be energetic inside like we once were. I’ve noticed it sometimes can have something to do with having distractions around. If these distractions are putting us down and not allowing us to progress, then we need to either find a way to mitigate or eliminate the distraction that is keeping us away from the spirit of youth. I personally had to delete tiktok and a couple of social media apps since they were draining my energy and creativity. There’s nothing wrong with using these applications, but moderation and breaks must be enforced for ourselves. Time is worth more than money.

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Singing at the bar brought that spirit of youth back and people around my age began to dance with me like it was 2010 again. Unity through music was witnessed that night. Not one fight or argument was witnessed. The spirit of youth filled us and made us energetic, and the spirit of peace made us all sing and dance together like a bunch of teenagers on the last day of school. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this on here or not, but every once in a while I dabble with writing lyrics for music. I want to ultimately write lyrics that resonate with the early 2000s. At the moment, a friend of mine is helping me with producing the sound for it. I cannot wait to sing my lyrics with the sound he is designing. I heard his samples, and they sound promising. This will be a new sphere for me as a writer. I want to put my writing abilities to the test and enlighten myself on what I need to improve on.

May I make a suggestion, especially if you’re having a bad day? I’m going to make it anyways. Go out and do karaoke whether it be at a bar, at a friend’s house, home, or online. Just do it! You will feel more alive and ideas will flow out of your mind. For the sake of therapy or harmony within, I urge you to sing for yourself. Be a kid and sing something from your youth.

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