It is after 11, time for the midnight blog. The stories I write late at night, when most have already gone to sleep, but others are waking up, elsewhere in the world. What time is it where you are? It is 11:12pm currently, and the sun has gone down. The temperature has dropped, which I enjoy because the summer heat is too much to tolerate when it is time to sleep. During the day, this Canadian feels the warmth of the sun, and asks... is anyone concerned about that giant ball of fire in the sky?
I mean, it's a star. A really bright, hot star. Just, there. And it goes away, at night, which is nice because we can see the stars in the galaxy above us. But then the sun comes back again, and its so bright and hot. I suppose it's a good thing, since we would all freeze to death without it.
But sometimes, when I am driving, the sun is so bright and its in my eyes. Hard to see the road, when there's this giant inferno blasting us with radiation. I guess that's life here on Earth, and we just get used to it. But do you ever wonder if, one day, we just get cooked? I follow a lot of accounts on social media, it's been a full time effort removing them all. "The Great Unfollowing" is what I have called 2025, I cleared out -800 groups, I pruned my X followers/following accts (before I got locked out), and I started unsubscribing from youtube channels. I still have a lot more to do there, YouTube feels almost unwatchable right now. Maybe if I keep unsubscribing this fall, from as many channels as possible, my feed might improve. But unfollowing has been good. I am letting go of a lot. Saying Goodbye to a lot of randoms, as well as farewell to the departed and inactive. Oh, I was going somewhere with that. This one guy, shares these charts that are like... the ocean is the hottest it has ever been, again! Temperature keeps rising and rising! We are all doomed.. Cool, but what am I supposed to do about it? I have lived through one calamity after another my entire life.
Y2K? Did it. Survived. The world ended, but we are still here. 9/11? Terrible tragedy. The world, changed forever. The Earth we grew up in, gone. Afghanistan? Iraq? Syria? Libya? Ukraine? What's next? When will it end? Will we ever have world peace? I want to believe, we can improve this world. That's why I am here. To dream big dreams, and inspire people. Maybe I haven't been as inspiring as I could be, lately. We are all tired of so much chaos. But maybe we are the ones we have been waiting for-- to make a difference, by shining that light of optimism, even when the darkness is so.. dark. Maybe we can light a lamp and shine a bright light into that void. Sometimes it feels like our light goes away, burns out, disappears. But it is not gone forever, just for a time.
Just like that sun, Sol. It goes away, for a while. But it keeps coming back. Maybe we have all been tired, and depressed, and lonely, and frustrated. A bit upset, a bit of despair, sorrow, we are definitely grieving. But, eventually we need to dawn like the morning sun again. Maybe we can make a difference. I am having a bit of deja vu now... Naive, hopeful, futile maybe but we have to believe that we can make a difference! Maybe if we can't change the whole world, or society, or the city we live in, or the people in our lives... we can change ourselves and choose a brighter vision. By holding on to that belief, that the night might be darkest before the dawn, but that the dawn will come. Maybe if we can change ourselves a bit, and do a little bit better, and smile a bit more. Then the rest of the world will also turn, like the turning of the planet, the changing of the seasons, the rising of the moon when it is dark at night. Maybe tomorrow, despite the noise and frequencies lingering from yesterday, things will actually get better. Can we focus long enough on that, to make a difference?
Maybe after midnight, when I close my eyes and let myself venture into the sleep I so certainly need, the world will set things right. We can make everything right in this world again. The past decade has been exhausting. The dark age of emo that began around 2005, maybe after 2025 we will have the dawning of something better. A more optimistic world. A more informed, and enlightened world, must be able to solve some problems. But we can't solve ALL the problems. We can only look inwardly and pay attention to the very essential problems that we face on our own. And blocking out the fear, like I block the sun using my visor when I drive, we can keep our eyes on the road and hands on the steering wheel, check our mirrors and travel safely to a new destination.
What could life be like, if we finally decided enough was enough? And finished cleaning our homes, taking out the trash, getting rid of the clutter and garbage, and lived in the truth of the world we live in? When we stopped playing it safe and self-censoring. We decide, hey we can make life great if we really want to. And stop making excuses like "the world will never change"? Can we finally have peace, love and understanding in this beautiful planet earth?
I am definitely tired, the night comes soon. 11:27pm and I plan to be in bed by midnight. I have a lot to do this weekend, many miles to travel, countless clients to meet and hope, yes maybe even joy and happiness to share. I will stay optimistic, and believe that a better future is not only possible, but that it is imminent. We can all choose to believe that it is possible, but better yet, we can make it so.
“Home is where the heart is, but the stars are made of latinum."
@Darkflame