Aaron Kee

I am not a writer. It’s not something that has ever come easily to me. But what I’ve learned is that you don’t have to write how you think you should write. You can write exactly how you think. Write exactly what you want to say, exactly as your brain thinks it. There is no wrong way to write creatively. That is the beauty of writing. You can start your paragraphs with and and but and because. You can write sentences that sprawl and tumble. You can write however the hell you like. I follow this advice, when in doubt, the feeling that you’re not good enough, that you’re not doing it right, write the truth, stay strong, never tire, triangulate.

I’m sure you have heard it said don’t judge a book by its cover, that appearance does not matter so much, and that it is what’s on the inside that counts. Anyway, some people must think otherwise cause I read this sardonic remark and I’m not quite sure who wrote it or if it’s part of an article or a book; “this is utter rubbish, if it were true then people who were good on the inside would never have to comb their hair or take a bath, and the whole world would smell even worse than it already does.”

Every thing, every person, every space has its moment. Like a photograph, if you catch the moment with really good light and you will see the beauty around it. It might be an early hour in the morning, or the short time between evening and night. Maybe it’s the blue-gray glow during the rain or middle of the day where the sun hits the shade just right. It could be right near the window when all the lights in the house are off. If that moment is just right, you will capture these moments.

Life is wonderful, mysterious, terrifying and awful. The internet has definitely become a powerful presence whether we choose to invite it into our lives or not. There is a distinct thrill in finding things you didn’t realise you were looking for. Some places are so lovely to visit, beautiful and inspirational, others are dark and terrible. With so much ideas and creativity flowing, do you ever wonder how do people consistently come with new content, clever and relevant things to say? Sometimes it makes me realise I know next to nothing about so many things.

It’s Friday and there’s no reason not to be happy and relaxed because it’s another leisure weekend to put your feet up, soak in a bath tub, or shop, or eat at one of the latest eateries in town or whatever.

Reading is one of my favourite things to do. It’s often cited that people read to escape reality, to find reason for hope, to find strength. A good novel is described as a time machine, that puts you in the minds and bodies of fascinating people, a transporter that lets you travel to different worlds, an exploration of love and death, sex and romance, hopelessness and despair, seedy underworlds and fairy lands. Through stories of values realised, of wrongs righted, books can bring connection to the wonders of life, how life can and ought to be lived.

Sometimes you may even fall in love with the characters. They grow on you. And as you read, you start to feel what they feel. And when you’re done, you’re never the same, something in you has changed. Something in the way you think and the way you choose. But it all comes down to the state you go to after you finished a book. The after-feeling. But sometimes you feel left alone by that world you were in. It makes you sad because you were in this other world and then you have to say goodbye when you read the last page.

Sometimes we expect too much in life and that’s okay and we will have little rubs of disappointments but it’s also in our nature to turn to another choice, and we make a second better, we find comfort in something else. It is said that one of the most difficult things to think about in life is one’s regrets. If something happens to you and you did the wrong thing or did not do anything, for years afterwards you will wish you had done something different.

Do you ever notice that when things go wrong, they usually go on getting worse but when things start going right, they often go on getting better and better. I like to believe that.

Have a great weekend!

On living a life to the fullest.

Call me an escapist, but I hold coffee in high regard. A cup of coffee gives a temporary shelter, It dissolves everything away and yet matches it up together to form a perfect blend. It’s the perfect start to a day, where things are fresh, and you feel raw. It’s a world in a cup, it’s a map and mysterious journey.

Sometimes life is so full of unpredictable beauty and strange surprises that it catches you off-guard. Do you know that feeling? When something is just too beautiful. When someone says or does something or writes something that moves you, maybe even changes you?

All we have is our memories. They’re all we can really base anything on. We all have our present moment, but you can’t help but be shaped by what came before. How many of our memories last?

Maybe not that many. Some memories you can remember perfectly from  long ago. The joy and sorrow goes away, the specifics fade into eternal way. What’s left of us are just traces of the feelings. Sometimes they’re beautiful and poignant, other times they leave us remorseful and with regrets. So what to do with all of these memories? Do you cherish what you have, what you could still remember, create new ones and hope they last?

Where do you find comfort? I find comfort in rainy nights, with raindrops singing the lullaby. I find comfort in reading books. I find comfort in my running time. I find comfort in my daily morning coffee ritual. I find comfort in taking things just a tiny bit slower and I find comfort in isolating myself. Away from the judging crowd.

My brain refuses to be slow. It’s constantly awake and moving. Thinking about this and that. Some call it overthinking, I just simply name it overclocking. It’s hard to attain inner silence when your mind has a lot to talk about. It feels like you’re being torn into different personalities, judgemental opinions, and it just couldn’t slow itself down. I’ve got dreams in hidden places and extra mile for when I’m blue for we are essentially and utterly alone in the things most intimate and important.

I updated this on my Facebook moments go. It goes like this, ‘Wouldn’t you want to open yourself to a good experience that shouldn’t have happened, even if it won’t last?’

So now the question is, would you?

I like to wake up early when it’s still dark — my quiet time. Sometimes I wake up with a pensive mood and think about what I want to accomplish during the day. I want to write this morning but my brain is cluttered. Our brains isn’t a flowing river. It’s not something that is crystal clear every morning. We have our ebbs and tides. Sometimes you wish to start with a blank slate, absent of preconception, bias outlook, prejudice and self-criticism. The problem with being over-crowded in the mind is that you just don’t get anywhere.

These three lines have struck a cord with me; people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you make them feel.

Yesterday I was asked about my thoughts on what love is. I’ve been thinking since then about what the answer really is.

I remember a movie I watched years ago, Frankie & Johnny. I love films like this– those gritty New York movies about trying to get by, trying to live your life. Frankie and Johnny is the tale of two characters played by Michelle Pfeiffer and Al Pacino, who are just trying to get by in life. Just trying to make a living. But Johnny (Pacino) is fresh out of prison and after meeting Frankie (Pfeiffer) he falls in love.

Sometimes we give up on something because we don’t think things will work out. There are some things in life that don’t go the way you want them to or the way you think they should. And you can’t hold on to something that left long time ago too because some things just aren’t meant to be.

We may think we know what we need to make us happy, what will be good for us, but life rarely works out in the way we expect, and our happy ending may have all sorts of unexpected twists and turns.

Everyone of us dream. We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming would be like saying you can never change your fate. And I think that it’s important to like stuff cause we spend a lot of time thinking about things that we hate. We often just accept the things that we like and complain about the things that we don’t like. But if we could intensely dwell on the really good things in life, things that we love, as intensely as the way we dwell on the negative stuff, that would be marvelous.