The Yellow Wood

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost

As the trees shed there leaves this fall, I too must shed mine. The strong trunk, the branches and the roots remain, but the leaves must go. 

Some people are like leaves on a tree. When autumn comes they show their true colors, before falling from the top and the friendship decays. They become nothing but a mere memory. And when the time comes when you need them the most, when the splintering cold and darkness of winter rolls in they are nowhere to be seen. 

What you are left with is the strong trunk, and the roots. The people that matter. This is your support system, this is what sustains you. These are the people who will never, ever leave you. True friends.

Autumn has always been a big time of transition for me, and this year more than ever. A fresh start is needed and a fresh start will be had with the help of college life. This summer I found out what really matters, and who really, really matters to me. I wouldn't let them go for the world. 

This autumn before college and school starts again take a step back and assess everything. Look at the people in your life and figure out who are the leaves and who are the branches. I'm not saying you should drop the people you may see as leaves, but just be weary. If you feel unhappy with your life use September as a fresh start. Let this new school year be a launching bad for the life you want.

Fuck New Year's. September is the time for change.

That's All For Now My Darlings!

MWAH!

-SecretKeepIt 

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The Truth, the Whole Truth and Nothing but the Truth

The truth, laid as it is, untainted by lies and corruption is still subject to debate. The way I see it the truth is like a piece of abstract art, or a poem, it is all a matter od perspective. The truth is a game of perspective.

You can show somebody the truth but there is no guarantee that they will see it for what it is. I read somewhere that people are willing to believe anything; if they want it to be true, or if they fear it is true. The truth is much like this. People will look at it, listen to it and proclaim that it isn’t the truth because they don’t want to believe it, or can’t see it.

Hearing the truth about your own flaws is much like this. When you confront someone and tell them what you think, as rational and logical as your argument may be they may not see your point at all. When certain events unfold people take from them what they will. They will see it as they want to. 

This is why I see the truth to be like an abstract piece of art. A painting is a painting no matter who it is viewed by. The colors, the subject matter, the methods used in the painting are all the same. But when people see it they tie in their own thoughts, opinions and experiences into it. What I might see to be the true meaning of a painting may be totally different to what you see. Much like a poem, the same words, rhyming schemes and techniques that were used in the production of the poem are the same no matter who is reading it. But despite the words being the same, people take them to mean a million different things.

The truth is impossible to find when people still lie to themselves.

That’s All For Now My Darlings! ;)

MWAH!

-SecretKeepIt

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