The Only Living Boy in New York...
So I just got done watching Garden State. Now take that and accompany it with my thoughts from last night and you get a disgusting web of "Remoy being too intrinsic." But I'm going to share:
So check it... So I've been thinkin about this enigma that is this megalapolis of a town that is NYC. I mean it seriously is out of this world. I know it is in every city, but it' just broadcast to such a higher frequency here in this city. So say, there are 2 million in Manhattan (total guesstimate), all those persons are living lives dependant upon one another. Bankers, investors, actors, famous people, kids, janitors, homeless persons, artists, baristas, chefs, white-collar yuppies, police, thiefs, movers, politicians, construction workers, "stroller moms", "soccer moms", tourists, blue-collar men, taxi-drivers, train conductors, train commuters, embassadors, playboys, and so on and so forth. I mean it's unbelievable to watch a city sustain life. I know it's not a new idea or some phenomenon you can view under a microscope; however, how can you say there is life without an intelligent designer? Our mortality is known but yet we can't do anything more than just deal with it and live with the rest of humanity.
Another thing I've learned, is that everyone in this city (or at least a good majority) are trying to become famous. I'm not kidding, every age from young to old are trying to, "make it big." If not trying to be famous, they are trying live as if their was a substatiative defintion of what famous is. I'll admit it, I wanted to be famous, noticed, or just plain badass (yes, I'm as insecure as the next joe or jane). But I guess, I've learned it still comes down to the truth that everyone need's a Savior's love. I mean we are all looking for that acceptance and completion. No matter how acclaimed you become, your nature will yearn for more. That more is where we have to ask, and then He answers.
Be Relentless,
Peace
Remoy
Don't tease me about my hobbies, I don't tease you about being an ...
So check it... So I've been thinkin about this enigma that is this megalapolis of a town that is NYC. I mean it seriously is out of this world. I know it is in every city, but it' just broadcast to such a higher frequency here in this city. So say, there are 2 million in Manhattan (total guesstimate), all those persons are living lives dependant upon one another. Bankers, investors, actors, famous people, kids, janitors, homeless persons, artists, baristas, chefs, white-collar yuppies, police, thiefs, movers, politicians, construction workers, "stroller moms", "soccer moms", tourists, blue-collar men, taxi-drivers, train conductors, train commuters, embassadors, playboys, and so on and so forth. I mean it's unbelievable to watch a city sustain life. I know it's not a new idea or some phenomenon you can view under a microscope; however, how can you say there is life without an intelligent designer? Our mortality is known but yet we can't do anything more than just deal with it and live with the rest of humanity.
Another thing I've learned, is that everyone in this city (or at least a good majority) are trying to become famous. I'm not kidding, every age from young to old are trying to, "make it big." If not trying to be famous, they are trying live as if their was a substatiative defintion of what famous is. I'll admit it, I wanted to be famous, noticed, or just plain badass (yes, I'm as insecure as the next joe or jane). But I guess, I've learned it still comes down to the truth that everyone need's a Savior's love. I mean we are all looking for that acceptance and completion. No matter how acclaimed you become, your nature will yearn for more. That more is where we have to ask, and then He answers.
Be Relentless,
Peace
Remoy
Don't tease me about my hobbies, I don't tease you about being an ...