|
Deep Beneath the Stone
Home
We::blog
Your Blog
Emoticon Legend
Login::Signup
Login
Stories of Old
May 2005
The Mountain's Secret
My Profile
Name: Marie
aka: CityKat
aka: Bubbles
Age: 18 - eek! I'm old...
Birthday: December 13
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Location: The box that is campus.
Loves: RH;MIT, music, friends, the outdoors, all of my hometowns, critters, WAGGGS
Fellow Tin Soldiers
Blog Links
Chicken Soup For The Souless -What goes on in Jesse's brain, nobody knows...
In ThE Tub WiTh SquIsHy -Christina's log, so just keep swimming!.
Lean On Me -Regan's digital and cryonable shoulder.
Manitoulin Wannabe -The heart of the island's where her heart lies.
One Ring... -Ali's blog. Her straight forward is kinda crooked.
Random Thoughts -It’s Jeff! And the voices!.
Searching in the Darkness -Lex's blog, we'll force him to see dawn one of these days.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow -It’s Kuriosity!
Super Spidey -A cookie and a kiss.
The World of Cr0magnus -Tech Reincarnated
Undead and Confused -My favourite Cool Kid!
Moutains and Valleys
Fun Links
Chris's Site -Games, Pics, Jokes... He's got it. And BESS can't get him.
F-Concept! Oi!Oi!Oi! -Leader's only!... okay, and Josh and Bubble!
havesomehats -All I'm saying is; elephants, checkered people, and top hats.
Sinfest -Funny as Hell. Thanks to Lex for getting me hooked.
Too Far North (Awesome)!! -The best band there ever was! (Okay, that might be stetching it, but hey we love you guys!) It consists of a lack of independant brain power and a collective love for music!
Blog Shares -Who's winning today?
|
Independence is such a funny concept, we are taught to strive for it, but our nature tells us that it is not ours to have.
As infants we stick close to our parents, because they will take care of us. When we grow to be children we still stay near our parents but we branch out, we look not only to other elders but to other children; friends. These friends we soon learn are the source of laughter and of playfulness; for the rest of our lives we will seek to regain those moments as children, however we will forget that it came only with friendship. As we grow into teenagers we begin to live in the "real world", and to fend for ourselves. Most of us let go of our families entirely, and are left with a few good friends who are also searching for that thing we call independence.
I look around me, to the adults... Not many of them have friends anymore, they live with their husband or wife, they go to work, they are alive, but they live without friends. The adults I see don't go out at night any more, they have forgottne how to have fun. No, they haven't forgotten... they made a trade. They exchanged their ability to have fun for the independence society told them to find. For aloneness. However in the eyes of those adults I also see hearts searching for the childhood memory of freedom and fun....
It is not until I look into the eyes of the oldest generation, our grandparents, that I see the glimmer of that childishness again. Our grandparents could care less about society, they have worked, loved, lived. And now they live for themselves, not for society. They have a group of friends that they hang out with, be it fishing, playing cards, or yelling BINGO!. They don't play dress up with high heeled shoes, but with that sweater that they haven't seen since the "good ol' days". At that age I guess we are all destined to revisit our childhood, but I also see the independence of adulthood in them.
So why is it, that now... as teenagers, we look for independence? Why do we look to be alone, and to work alone? But more so, why to we look to do this in the absence of our childishness? Why do we exchange childhood for adulthood, instead of letting childhood evolve into adulthood?
*hugs*
Slashed wrists sound better than "Absolutely Nothing."
last modified May 15, 2005, 1:35 p
Add a comment
*tear* it's so beautiful!
141991 |
mani2linchik - May 16, 2005, 1:25 p
I never stop fighting love, I'm always by your side.
141987 |
CityKat - May 16, 2005, 12:56 p
Slashed wrists are what we fight against. I may not have had the strength to fight that night...but that fire is back now. I will forever fight that. Absolutely Nothing...Is the illusion that creates dispair. Rejoin me in my fight my friend?
141977 |
REGS - May 16, 2005, 9:38 a
we look for independence because it is exactly what you said... what were taught... we are taught that we are our own person with our own ideals, our own views on life and our own rules... that is what we strive for in life... to become our own person... since I may not be similar to anyone in the world with my ideals, I would have few friends...
i dont know if that make any sence at all... bye
141919 |
jsat2005 - May 15, 2005, 8:09 p
|