We spend an inconceivable amount of time searching subconsciously for someone who gets it. The "it" is interchangeable for every individual, but is a vocal point of their character. We very may have more than one "it" to us. There are different things we find important, and we search out people that share one or more of these things.

I want to meet Neil DeGrasse, because I believe he gets it.

I want to meet John Green, because I believe he gets it.

I want to meet Louis C.K., because I believe he gets it.

I want to meet Joe Rogan, because I believe he gets something that I want to also get.


Life is spectacular, because once in awhile it just throws this random person at you who gets it. And this person causes all this activity in the right caudate nucleus and right ventral tegmental aredopamine in your brain to happen, because you connect with one another. You can relate to one another. You both get it. 




What a glorious thing...

I'm convinced that all of society's flaws, stem from a collective lack of contemplating our existence, the universe, and life at an atomic level. Considering all these things has changed my perspective on the world in such an immense and complicated way that I can't find the words to explain it. It's like waking up from an extremely realistic dream.

I understand the fear of spending time considering things that leave you with more questions and no definitive answers. But accepting things as they are without doing individual research is dangerous. Distracting yourself constantly with mindless entertainment is dangerous.

The best people I know, are the ones that try to understand, what they most likely never will. They are the ones that seem like they really get it. They seem content.

You can't do it alone you know.

Spent the week in this negative funk that I just couldn't seem to get out of. I think they sensed it, these beautiful, unique, incredible beings that I get to call my friends.

All I got was a simple message reading "Truth Cult Fire. Tonight".

It's so amazing to share a brain with these two people. There's this synergy to our friendship that I can't find the right words to describe. We never waste time with meaningless small talk. We're too open and real for something so trivial. The second we sit down someone just starts talking and I always find myself spilling my guts to them. There's this unspoken contract of honesty and non judgement. It's so freeing to be able to be real.

With the shitty weather we had all week, it was too wet for a fire. The rain hadn't fully said her goodbye so there was a light mist caressing any skin we left uncovered. Someone suggested we walk to the lake. There is nothing better than taking a walk outside, I tell you. It's full of peace and the comfort to know you exist among all these other prodigious combinations of atoms. That lake immediately lifts my mood whenever I see it. It's so big, and deep, and black in the night. 

I owe Bryce and Todd. I don't think they know how much they've actually saved me. I've had so many moments of feeling suffocated, and hating things I can't change. Turns out, things can change if you align yourself with the right people.

We sat on the dock and they made me list ten things about life that I found positive. Before we knew it we were going back and forth listing everything about life that we loved, that we would never take for granted.

Helped remind me that no matter how fucked up this world can be, there are things in it that make it beautiful. The world is good. I am happy.