Don't You Think?

 I'm looking all around today at this group of people that have accumulated around me Honestly I hate this fucking shit Couldn't care less about the ball being tossed around, I find it kind of hilariously pathetic actually, focusing on things so trivial and meaningless. But then it hits me again like it does when I start to think this way; If you find enough stability in life to have spare time, and to find ways to use it, a lot of time is spent on your choice of trivialities, and who am I to question someone else' version of filling their empty space, their freedom? That's the point of freedom, the option to waste it, to sit in it, to use it for nothing but throwing a ball around in a field and watching it fall Trivialities make up a lot of meaningful moments I suppose, exercising freedom is joy, no matter what the activity, it's joy, purely because you've had the opportunity

 I don't understand how any of this works, but I'm willing to give it every second I can to try and understand, every breath I can possibly get. But then what does it matter? Isn't it love? Hasn't it always been love? When you put love first I've seen everything else follow with grace. But all there really is to know is that you aren't going to hold every answer, or perhaps any of them, you never will, and never should. When you say what you feel (not what others want to hear) when you follow your words with actions when you give time freely, and take it cautiously when you lead with love and never with spite  These are things that matter. and I suppose it's not how much you know about anything or everything, it's the principles you learn and how you incorporate them into your being that brings respect, and love, and light, and depth and when I close my eyes for the last time, that is still all that I will truly know.