My beliefs are expanded throughout the clockwork of every subject on Earth. There are things I used to believe in, but my newly acquired knowledge has diminished those previously valued views.
Everything I believe is based on the way I view the world. They are my thoughts and feelings and I allow no one to tell me I’m wrong or my opinions are useless.
Love. One of the many subjects I hold close to my heart, but I’ve seen the flaw in this. The sad truth I discovered, not too long ago, was that I’m too young to worry about love. I shouldn’t rush a beautiful thing while it’s in the works of completion. Love is one of those things that come when you least expect it. You can’t look for it, or it’ll never find you. In this day and age, teenagers are talking about how much they love their boyfriend/girlfriend, when it‘s obvious that they can‘t be serious. Even though I’ve never been in love, I do know that it is more than those three simple words. Anyone can say ‘I love you’ but can everyone mean it? I can’t stand to see such young couples tell each other that they feel an emotion that they can’t possibly even understand. The truth is that they can’t even spell love. Love is a feeling that many people search for all of their lives, but some are never lucky enough to truly find it. So be patient and don’t urge something so fragile, or you’ll never receive destiny’s complete work of art.
Music. A lifeline for those who seek salvation from the world that is slowly crumbling in front of their eyes. It is a comfort zone for the troubled teen that sits in the back of the classroom, all alone, and wishes to be heard. It is an escape for the kid who strives to be anywhere than their broken home. It is a best friend to the youth who is ridiculed by their classmates. It is a legacy to the musicians whose eras have passed our timeline. And it is a wish, whispered to us from the universe. Music delivers the message we’re looking for, with or without words. There is a song that is echoing within our eardrums, sent to us from a distant cosmos. Not everyone can hear it, because not everyone is listening. Let music be your deliverance when you’ve got nothing else, because when everyone fades from your backdrop, music still remains.
Art. It is a lifestyle, a cure, an emotion, a beauty, and a riddle. No matter where you are, or what you’re looking at, there is an abstract of something more. Every curve, every color, every dimension, and every concept holds a form of acute attraction. Are you looking close enough? Are you actually appreciating the details showcasing before your eyes? If you’re not, maybe you should try. Every single drop of paint holds a possible masterpiece. Every stroke of a brush resembles a hidden emotion. And every canvas is open-season for the next Da Vinci or Michelangelo. There should be no laws to art, because there are no limits on a person’s heart.
Legacy. My final belief that I wish to set forward. Thanks to an amazing musician who departed this world seventeen years ago, I’ve realized that even when someone has passed away, they can always be found within our hearts. They can be our inspiration, our guidance, our guardian, our heroes, and our most treasured memory. We don’t lose them because they are always there, beside us. Their words, actions, love, music, art, life, death, downfalls, victories, smiles, and tears will never leave our minds. Because, in the deepest of truths, no one ever really dies.
Of course, there are many things I view in my own way, but there are only a few a could discuss with you today. I just hoped all who read this or listened to me explain it to you know a little more about me. Maybe now, a light can be shed on those subjects, which are left in the dark…
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