"A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears."

Un-expectations

My life can be rather unpredictable-

Mostly over long periods of time.

Gradual change sometimes mistaken as routine,

And they are gone unnoticed.

Un-expectations

Are when life causes you to reevaluate what you know,

What you want, and who you are.

Un-expectations are neutral.

Good or bad,

But always stinging.

You know what's very strange?

I never have dreams about swimming.

To Pray Or Not to Pray

To pray or not to pray- that is the question:

Whether it is more right a decision to announce

My lack of belief in a god they want me to believe in,

Or to put on a false pretense at all times

Following this Catholic-born identity. To pray, to lie-

No more- and by lie I mean to say I project

A dishonest image and all that accompanies

Assuming the Catholic title. It is a dilemma 

I encounter with each day. To pray, to lie-

To lie- perhaps lose any faith I could have.

For in my dishonesty what I life I lead

When my internal reason and external tradition

Clash within my whole conscience. There's the thing

That makes the issue of religion so sensitive.

For who would choose to disappoint her own family;

The reputation of an atheist, though I call myself naught;

The frail position of an outsider;

The struggle of a conflicted individual;

The awkwardness I do not outwardly show at church,

As I merely go through the motion;

When she herself alone might her decision make

With a fair sense of logic? Who would bear

The burden of incessant questioning and doubt

But that the discord among statements preached by others,

The inexplicable sanctuary, from which

No science can stem

And may even lead to injustice upon others

When all that is advocated is love?

Introspection does make skeptics of us all!

And thus the strength and integrity of faith

Can be made more weak by the presence of thought

And concepts of grand significance and piety

With this contemplation cannot make sense to me

And lose their value in practice.

Why are you such a private person?

I wasn't aware that I was...but, I guess I kind of am, now that I think about it. I don't want to seem like one of those people who go on and on about their lives and problems and gossip. It's good to keep some things private.
Usually.
If it's with your closest friends, I'd say that's not so healthy.
But if you don't know me that well, a little privacy is safe...
But you can ask me anything on formspring. :)

Ask me anything

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Roses, with thorns.

I believe in climate change; 

you believe in God.

I'm sorry that we disagree

And have to be at odds.

You see, I'm very grounded,

I enjoy the facts,

Your sense of doubt only just

Makes me a little mad.

I like simplicity, serenity,

And feeling at peace.

Sometimes when it's just too loud

I'm not the most at ease.

Books, words, songs of worth, 

And not TV screens,

Are what make me most happy:

There's little in between.