I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I’ve become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time with what displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism and demands of any nature. I lost the will to please those who do not like me, to love those who do not love me and to smile at those who do not want to smile at me. I no longer spend a single minute on those who lie or want to manipulate. I decided not to coexist anymore with pretense, hypocrisy, dishonesty and cheap praise. I do not tolerate selective erudition nor academic arrogance. I do not adjust either to popular gossiping. I hate conflict and comparisons. I believe in a world of opposites and that’s why I avoid people with rigid and inflexible personalities. In friendship I dislike the lack of loyalty and betrayal. I do not get along with those who do not know how to give a compliment or a word of encouragement. Exaggerations bore me and I have difficulty accepting those who do not like animals. And on top of everything I have no patience for anyone who does not deserve my patience.

Meryl Streep

3:01am

I got the feels right now… It’s funny how it works isn’t? One action or moment happens that calls and provokes a specific emotional response then all of a sudden the rest of your mind, body, and soul cave it and everything overflows. 

My friend is flying out tomorrow to New Zealand for a 9-month acting gig. I’m so proud of him. A few hours ago we hugged and said our see you laters. I cried a little. It seems that the grind hasn’t completely harden my soul.

Something about that moment was so beautiful. One last horrah with the group of friends. I’ve known the group for roughly 2 or 3 years now. Time jumps —that’s an understatement. Everyone (including myself) is growing up. We’re growing, we’re changing. Not one person left the gathering with a dry eye. You can’t help but feel happy and a sense of pride when you watch someone grow over the years. Especially when you’ve seen the person put in the hours day in and day out. I’m going to miss this guy, but I’m so proud to see him go. 

My friend is leaving. I think the realization that my friends are coming and going is reigniting the sense of memento mori in me. We will all eventually die. And then that’s it. Everything we have and that we experience will all be gone. So with the limited time we have left, what do you want to do with it? As time goes on I’m reminded that I want to enrich my life by sharing it with the lives of others. We’re all on different timelines. Who knows when will we each individually go? I’m choosing relationships as a priority in life. 

I am interested in ideas. I am not interested in doing the same thing over and over again. The reason I take photographs is to make discoveries for myself. Always trying to piece together the puzzle, that’s where I get my rush. Once I find the answer I am looking for that’s usually it for a project, the excitement and energy is gone. I move onto something else, or away from that subject matter until I can view it with fresh eyes again.

Trent Parke – Try Hard Magazine

Picasso Napkin Story

Picasso is at a cafe, chilling with his buds, when someone points to his used napkin and asks:

-”Can you draw an ear on this napkin?” Picasso complies.

-”Can you draw an eye somewhere on this napkin?” Picasso complies again.

-”How about a mouth?” Picasso obliges, again.

-”Now sign the napkin for me”.

Picasso says: “Sure. That’ll be $25,000!”

-”$25,000??? But, it only took you two minutes to draw them!” complains the fella.

-”Yes, but it took me 25 years for my signature to be worth something,” replies Picasso sheepishly.

Those who have the ability to be grateful are the ones who have the ability to achieve greatness.

Steve Maraboli