I like words
Being one of the trickier ideas I have attempted to tackle, it took me weeks of deliberate thought to come to a conclusion on the subjective understanding of identity. Attempting to write multiple blog posts on the subject, it seemed impossible for me to understand the idea of what we identify as. Knowing that the I that I identify with was merely a construct, I questioned how identity worked since there was nothing absolute about it. To better understand this idea, I investigated my own past and found personal proof of this subjective identity.
By Jake West2 years ago in Longevity
Life is really hard. Like, really hard. It’s confusing. It’s unpredictable. It’s a solo adventure. And sometimes, it’s just flat-out sad.
By Jake West2 years ago in The Swamp
Waking from a sleep that is in its own way a lifetime, a boy is flooded with thoughts that equate to when one considers the vastness of the universe. Only when one first realizes they too shall grow old and die. Only when words like ‘sonder’ and ‘rubatosis’ integrate themselves into one’s lived experience.
By Jake West2 years ago in Fiction
Recently finishing 1984, I felt compelled to write this post so that I could clear and organize my mind of some of the ideas that were presented in this book. Written from Winston’s perspective a few months or so after the ending of the book, I use this hypothetical perspective assuming that he has begun to question the Party’s intentions again, but can no longer decide who is correct. I highly recommend this book. I find it to be an eye-opening piece that thoroughly shows the way that society and ourselves can be manipulated. Constructing a horrifying dystopia, George Orwell brings to life the dangers and powers that can rule over us without even realizing it. I hope you enjoy.
By Jake West2 years ago in Geeks
Find riddles in my speech for in there lies something that you must have. Color is one vibrating in a ray it conjures one
By Jake West2 years ago in Poets
Wow, my hundredth post. Like… wow. It’s insane for me to realize that I’ve been writing on my personal blog, livelifeliberated.com, for almost three years now. And in that time I’ve written a hundred posts! Like what? How? That’s insane! How do I even have that much to say?
By Jake West2 years ago in Journal
To those who watch the watchers, When deliberately addressed, fear grips you by the throat as you fail in vain to express yourself. Denial is always your first step for the things you tell yourself are not so. The game of blame will be tossed around in order to juggle the burden of who said what how. But direct my finger shall go, pointed at the depths of all that you know. I have a message for you, for you who keep notes on the other watchers alike. For this innocent war, driven by then in order to never again become now, to be smothered. To extinguish the flame that only grows as you look at it. My wisdom to share is a simple one. Trust yourself
By Jake West2 years ago in Humans
Would you believe me if I said that I’m falling in love? Call me a romantic, but falling for love is surely one of the best ways to be. It’s a sort of calling that pulls me closer to the source. Rumble to stumble, I approach the warm gooey core that I call home. Where the snow falls only light, and the sun is never too bright. It’s a place where smiles are always returned. Where a simple touch can speak its own set of words. This land of the cliques and lip-biting pleasures follow a marble path capable of walking itself.
Let’s look at your house. It has a particular size, shape, color, interior, exterior, age, wear and tear, and location. There is nothing special about this house other than the dimensions that it is defined by.