Marooned & Golden
Welcome to Miracle Arena, otherwise known as Mother Earth, where nobody exists by accident.
You – and all your broken pieces – are here for a reason.
Yes, clichés are annoying. They’re overused, trite, simple, and patronizing truths that nobody sounds smart saying. Then again, I never claimed to be smart. Here comes another!
The truth is, you’re a living miracle.
It takes us nine months to breathe on our own, but our time on Earth is the real womb. It’s time to level-up your effort for the greater good.
Life is poetry in motion and we’re all in this together. It sounds like a bullshit sandwich, but it tastes as good as an orgasm feels.
Believe it or not, it’s your decision.
Born in the USA
The minute you’re born, innocence is lost, and free will is gained. You’re scared, confused, and crying. You have no control over any part of your situation.
The worst part about the entire ordeal is that the ordeal is your reality.
From that moment on, you make decisions – all day, every day, for the rest of your natural born life. You’re now free to fuck up your life, along with the lives anyone else you can depress.
It’s easier than you think!
Houston, we have a problem. A big one.
You have exactly until you die to become someone you’re proud to be.
Your World Revolves Around You
Being the master of your universe comes with responsibility, and therein lies the problem.
It’s not difficult to think you’re important, but to believe you are is entirely different.
Behave accordingly. Act like a miracle if you want to be one.
When someone acts important while being completely oblivious of how they affect others, bad things happen. It happens to families and friendships all the time, but damage caused by self-absorbed behavior extends far beyond those immediately affected, eventually.
Look in a mirror long enough that you don’t destroy the person staring back. Take time to see what’s in the mirror before you break it.
Care about others, but worry about yourself. Whatever you do (or believe or share or plan or desire or try or say) is a reflection of the relationship you have with yourself, which ultimately manifests itself in any and all relationships you have with others.
Be the person you want to know.
Live a life you’re willing to defend. Don’t lie to yourself, it doesn’t work. The truth always finds its way to the surface. There is such a thing as ‘too little too late.’
You are the company you are.
We all have choices and I’ve chosen to be pro-life to the extent that I care about mine.
Cherries bury a lot if the bowl is big enough.
A Miracle & the Bouquet of Bullshit
It’s scary as hell to not have all the answers. I sure don’t, but the more I search my soul, the more comfortable I am with myself…and everything I remember ever happening to me. Time; it takes time, and I’ve been busy. It hasn’t been easy. Bold decisions have a way of bringing out your best.
In your conscious being, the eyes you use to see – those are yours. The brain you use to think – that is yours. The heart you use to hurt – that is yours. The soul you will always be – that is yours.
Everything else is ancillary; everything else is there for your benefit. I know that sounds selfish, but it’s not. It makes everything else significant.
Everyone exists to teach you lessons and give you ideas. Everything and everyone else exists to allow you an opportunity to improve and help you find your place in the world.
Everything we dislike or disagree with are there to help us recognize our own flaws.
Do You Believe in Miracles?
Take time for yourself. Nothing about your life has anything to do with anyone else, except yourself. Accept yourself. If you think I’m full of shit, I’ll leave you with this: You haven’t tried hard enough.
You have exactly until you die to become someone you’re proud to be.
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Absolutely love this.
Thanks Mish, I’m glad you love it! You inspire me, girl! Thank you, Travis
Never am I not amazed by the scriptures, topics, memes, and methods of motivation generated by your creative mind.
Well done Sir. Well done.
Thank you, mister. I know the right assholes who let me play in their shit! 😉 Never tell a baby iguana he looks like Godzilla! Thank you for keeping me insane. I built a friend on vacation with dirty heads full of doses & mimosas. Errrr’ting goot? Errrr’ting blessed? This owl of Coco Caribe knows all the secrets. Blind trust. Aye aye ayyyeeeeeeee… Luv ya! 😉 Travis
It’s been a while since I’ve read your wonderful words. Thank you for sharing your gift of knowledge and inspiration. It seems like your blogs pop up when I’m in need.
Andre
Andre, Thank you so much I appreciate your words of support. Life is funny like that, no? ~Travis
Good stuff. I lack words right now so I won’t try. I just really really enjoyed it.