Okay so I am pressurising myself into writing another blog, in order to fill my quota for this month, and give me a Purpose to live. If we have no dreams no ambition I can not help but feel there is no reason for us to live but to just exist. Living and existing in my opinion are two completely different matters, living is when you’re out in the world and making a difference whether to this life or the afterlife and when you feel your heart being filled with an emotion so great you can’t but help think it is a physical matter. Existing, however, is when your heart pumps blood around your body and the only sense of feeling you gain are the chemicals and signals being sent around your nervous system, there’s desperation to hear ones heart beating as it is the only sign of its presence.
Maybe I’m being too hard and definite, there’s no borderline between living and existing, we were created for a purpose and just being here typing, thinking, breathing is a gift in itself, being grateful for this life is living. Anything else is just a bonus.
So these blogs are supposed to inspire me to write ‘ real cool stuff’ not a ‘diary’ but it gives a sort of relieving feeling to this that I don’t think is possible any other way. My story signing out for now..Ciao!