let's talk eccentric

how many times have you not just seen, but looked at a picture?


surprisingly enough, for me, the reply would be zero. how much i've missed out on, i'll never know. how much i've only strayed along, i'll never know. because most of the time, i never know how to catch up because i don't want to in the first place. everything initiates something else, but for me, i lack initiation. to walk down a street and not see cars, but art; what privilege is that? to learn what others will never get to even think about in their lives. to draw something that is only of imagination to many. to think about beauty that no one has ever seen. everyday, there is always something that strikes us as different and unique. only then, do we stop to look on with curiosity, but even still, only for a few wonderful moments. what others throw away, we find to be exquisitely pristine, and vice versa. it is so simple to crouch to observe an insect carrying away a leaf with its life decomposing away into the air, but no one ever stops to, because it's so minimal in size compared to everything else. too many times a day do i notice something that i know i should dwell on, but never have the intiation to do so. they have museums and galleries full and full of objects that's considered art, when in fact, everything around us is art. the entire world is a museum. every tree i see, every color, every car. they all belong in a gallery. but we're all too oblivious. and we care not to believe that the the objects that surround everything else only need a little interpretation. and when the morning breaks into the sky, we wake up thinking something so entirely unimportant. we've been given so much to think about, but we don't realize it. no matter how many times someone asserts the fact that the knowledge thats there to be learned will never be claimed as our own, there will always be that one person who's satisfied with what he or she already has. but there is no such thing as greed for knowledge. there is plenty; no one should be deprvied of it. no one should think that there is too little to know. what a disappointment our generation has become.