Forms of expression

You know it makes me wonder what's the use of feelings?
Are feelings really there for everybody else than the person itself?
I mean how does it matter if I feel happy or sad if nobody else knows when I am happy or sad.
How does it change anything for I might think something to myself and then later change to something else? It was left to myself...so it didnt affect anything in this world. Expressions are for everybody else...like this blog.
I might want to type in what all I think but what's the point?
Like I asked somebody the other day...blogs arent for myself they are for somebody else because they are a form of expression
Now feelings are expressive in their own way and even if i feel happy right now how does it really matter?
Should it make you sad that even though your mood might change but it doesnt affect anybody or you really dont know what to do with it?
Should you not feel anything that your life is not being shared or would you want it to be shared?
You might want to express your feelings but you dont want it to blow all over the place the next morning...
so its a case of wanting and not wanting at the same time.
In all of this I really dont know why it should affect me or anybody else for that matter.
Maybe I am so used to telling things that it does.
Ah well...music.

There is so much to learn.
Endless amount of knowledge to be gained.
Too less a time to remain sane.
Too less a time to be a human being and still do your thing.
Too less a time to do things others want you to do and also do the thing you want to do.
Too less a time to do all the things in your life and to continue the quest for information.

Freebird

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
Well I must be travellin' on now
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see
If I stay here with you girl
Things just couldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change

Oh…
And the bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change

Bye, bye baby it's been sweet love, yeah,
Though this feeling I can't change
Please don't take it so badly
'Cause the Lord knows I'm to blame
If I stay here with you girl
Things just couldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change

If you have realised one peculiarity about things in life in general or through the studies in your school and out into college is the laws of equilibrium.
How lot of things obey the basic nature to be in the same state relatively or to be in the lowest state possible.
Balance.
thats the word we are looking for here.
Balance is one word we are constantly coming to terms with. Now coming back to the question of being contended.
One shouldnt be contended because it acts as inpiration but one should be contended to be happy to have what he has. Now if you disturb the balance, you're in for trouble.
Like you'll be doomed if you disturb the balance of greenhouse gases or you disturb the balanced mechanisms in your lab or whatever it may be.
You mess with equilibrium and it fucks you up....
Now if that thing is so important why don't we see more people trying to follow up?
I guess common sense is really an issue here or maybe it depends on perception.
For balance might mean different things to different people. Now even if thats true, is there no global definition to it? and if there isn't then why do your parents always highlight the fact as to how their offsprings are not balanced.
How does one tend to realise the definition of balance as applied to themselves?
Is it how their percieve their environment or how has the environment molded them?
I guess we ended up with more questions than we answered but then again philosophy is such...

Confusion?Indecision?Worry?
Troubled by those words?
Do you ever feel contended by what you do? Do you NEED to feel contended?
Do you feel like you can always have something to make you to not content?
Is it good not to be contended or the other way around?
Do you ever think on these lines?

Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If'n you don't know by now
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do some how
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
But don't think twice, it's all right

An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
The light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
But don't think twice, it's all right

So it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
Like you never done before
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal
I can't hear you any more
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin', walkin' down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right

So long, honey baby
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
Goodbye's too good a word, babe
So I'll just say, "fare thee well"
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don't mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don't think twice, it's all right

so do you like to procrastinate?
Do you like to sit back when you know you could do a hundred things?
how many times are you successful in doing something in the end and not delaying it any further?
what would be the percentage? is it more than 50?
then you should be happy bout it...