Forget everything you know about the world. Forget everything you have been taught to be the rules, the guidelines, and the restrictions. Forget what is up, down, right, behind, forward, inside; forget everything. Done? Now take my hand.. I feel like taking a journey through the world of words, and I would hate to go alone. Be sure to leave everything behind, and come in with no expectations, because hell, even I dont even know where were going yet. But I have a feeling that we will paint the picture along the way, and maybe at some point, we will create something beautiful. It may not be beautiful from close, it may not be beautiful from far, it may not be beautiful to some, and it may not be beautiful to all. You dont really have to read this, unless you really want to. (READ MORE, OR NOT)

What the hell am I talking about, anyway? This is the result of me hitting the proverbial wall. Have you ever seen this wall? Its kind of a bitch. There you are, going through life following the rules, doing what you need to do to get to the top of the mountain, and BOOM, out of nowhere, someones build a wall. Now, we can go above this wall, it wouldnt take too long, but it would take a lot of strength and courage to even attempt it. We can go around this wall, but from where Im standing, I dont really see the end. We can put blind faith that at some point, this wall will end. But which way should we go? Right, or left? What if we go right, and it takes us years to find the end of the wall? What if we go right, and years later we find out that had we gone left, it would have only been a few minutes walk to the end? Ah, there lies the choice that you must make. There must be another way, right? and easy way, that doesnt take much courage, time, or strength? Of course there is. Lets dig. Lets dig under this wall. We know that this wall wont go down too deep, and we know that digging isnt all that hard. This, right here, is the easy way out(or under, if we want to be all technical about it). "but what about the consequences?!", shouts the little man sitting on your shoulder. well, little man, the consequences could be many, or the consequences may never come to fruition. When you dig under this wall, you arent really going to cover the hole back up again before you go on your merry way(lets remember, you chose to dig to save yourself time and work).Someone could fall in this hole, a storm could come and flood this hole, some unwanted guests may use this hole, or the creation of this hole could lead back to you, and you could serve time and punishment for creating this undesirable hole. And that, folks, is the problem with taking the easy way out. Is there any other ways through this damn wall? Sure, theres always a way, if you do a little bit of thinking(build a bridge over, ask a friend for a lift over, or just blow the stupid fucking wall up and walk through).

I recently went to the redwood national park in California, home to some of majestic of creatures on earth; the mighty redwood trees. While walking through this forest, with my head looking at the heavens, and my mouth open in awe, I came across this one tree that caught my eye, for no particular reason what-so-ever. I dubbed this tree Sir Nymph(why? Because I like naming things that spark my curiosity). It was a redwood tree that was growing out the side of a hill. Now, this redwood tree didnt have any particular reason for growing in this tough spot; thats just the way things go, you take what you got in the spot you are given. This tree could have given up a long, long time ago. I mean, why wouldnt you, right? You are growing out the side of a hill, when all your fellow comrades have the benifit of growing straight upwards. Sir Nymph could have given up and just lay down to die, as he must have known from his birth that his life would never be easy. But he didnt. Instead, he chose to grow. Instead, he chose to adapt; Sir Nymph grew himself a second branch, a branch that went downwards on the cliff to give him stability. Sir nymph could have just stopped there; he fought the odds and lived when he didnt really have to. But Sir nymph didnt stop there. Instead, Sir Nymph decided to THRIVE. Sunlight is the most important nutrient to a tree, and imagine the struggles of a deformed tree trying to obtain sunlight among the tallest trees on earth. And Sir Nymph got the most sunlight out of any tree around him, because Sir Nymph was the tallest tree in this forest. I dont know how Sir Nymph got to be the tallest, but Im sure one day he awoke and thought, "Fuck all these normies, I want to thrive." And thrive he did. If you are like my, you come across difficult tasks all the time. And at some point while your undertaking this difficult task, something inside of you tells you, "dude, just fuck it. This shit is too hard, lets just move on." The next time the voice inside of your head tells you that, tell him the story of Sir Nymph: The tree that shouldnt have been born, but was. The tree that should have died very soon after its birth, but it didnt. The tree that had no rhyme or reason to grow, but it did. The tree that should have, at best, blended in with the rest, but instead chose to stick his head above all the rest, and say hello to the sun.

My life can be described as the never ending journey to find things that make me feel alive. I learn more about my place in the universe, each and every day. The more I learn, the more I realize that I will never really know everything about any single thing. Things will shock me, amaze me, inspire me, and disappoint me.

Some days I think there has to be more to life. Other days, Im contempt with where I am, and excited on where I can go. And Some days, well, some days I realize that there will come a point where there will no longer be "days". Death is inevitable and it comes to all who choose to live. But death cant be the end, can it? It simply can not, I refuse to believe it. I refuse to believe in a lot of things, actually. I refuse to believe that a moment in time, any moment, is just a moment that comes slowly, appears for just a second, and is forever gone, and classified as "history". How can that be? My life spans millions of moments, but I am dense enough to believe that each moment only has just one moment, and is forever gone? Absurd. The moment will live on friends, and repeat itself forever and always. It will have different travellers come through it, and may appear in different parts of the universe, or different universes, or somewhere else that we can not yet describe. But the moment will live on. Every moment. This moment. And this one. And this one.

But my moments will soon run out, and I will be gone. But my soul will live on. It after I die, my soul will just float away, because all a soul really is is energy. It may drift into another body, or maybe even an animal. Ive always wanted to know what an animal is thinking, and see the world through their eyes. I see a flower, and in my mind I think, "hey look, a flower." What does an animal think? What does one think, when it gazes its eyes upon something it doesnt understand? I guess I could answer that question by looking up, For I know nothing about what is above me. My soul may than choose to float away into space. This may take some time, but at that point, time is all I will really have. I may catch a ride on an asteroid, or walk on the burning fires of the sun. I may choose to see a different galaxy, or venture through the abyss of a black hole. One day I might choose to just float aimlessely and peacefully, and the next I might choose to catch the death of a star. The journey I take may end, or it may never end. The decision is already made, because my journey has already started. Whose to say im not in the middle of this journey now? This body im in may just be a pit stop ive chosen to take. But then I start to think, "this cant be true; if it was I would have some sort of recollection of the journey before I got here." And than I realize, that I do remember. Because for what are our dreams, but memories of our journeys past? They have always felt so real, because at some point, they were.

So my friend, go ahead and dream. But never become lost inside of your dreams, because you still have a life to live, and memories to create. For one day, decades/centuries/ions from now, your soul will dream of the journey you took yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

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Mon, 01/09/2012 - 12:56am
yoinkie Says:

This is the 6th or 7th time I have put the "READ MORE" on my long highdeas, and never once has it made it in the paragraph that you see without clicking the actual highdea. You win again, Highdea's paragraph constructor machine.

Mon, 01/09/2012 - 3:50pm

People that know you and your amazing writing abilities will know to click~as a matter of fact, your highDEAs alone should have a special phrase "CLICK HERE FOR ENLIGHTENMENT." I read this straight. Now, to vape and return for another read through~THEN, I'll be ready to relay a thoroughly introspective comment, but all I can say now is, "DAMN, yoinkie!!! Them 'er SOME WORDS!!!"

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 2:40pm

This was......................
breath taking,
all of the above and more, beyond the limits of space and imagination.
Yoinkie, man, I love you. I love your mind.
I love your imagination, I love your stories, your creativity.
The new things you put in my head every time I read your highdeas.
You are an inspiration to many, if not all!
I am glad a mind like yours exists on a site like this. (but you're definitely not the only one!)

Thank you.

Mon, 01/09/2012 - 1:16pm

Damn yoinke of all the highdeas you've made I think this might be my favorite. The story of sir nymph was inspiring. As I read it, it made me think of all the struggles in life that I have and how I've wanted to give up so many times and this story made me re think some of my upcoming decisions. And yea I've been wondering how people do the "read more" thing and how it ends up directly in the perfect spot..there must be some sort of trick

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 3:52pm

Actually, funny thing, there is a trick.
There's an option before you submit the highdea that shows you exactly what it is going to look like if it's too long and gets cut off, it will show you where it will get cut off at.
The preview button right next to the save button ↓
Give it a try capt'n!

Mon, 01/09/2012 - 3:32pm

damn, very inspiring to say the least.

All I gotta say is, good highdea and you definitely left me staring at my computer screen for a good 5 minutes walking through my own philosophical ideas with personification through energy/nature. I love doing that, it's actually pretty funny, but it's pretty fun to just give Thought to a certain item, then pretend that, that item, needs to achieve a higher goal/purpose.

:) good to hear from you yoinks

Mon, 01/09/2012 - 8:15pm

First of all, that beginning could be the opening of a movie where the main character is narrating. Def read it in a creep into your brain kinda accent.I don't do that often, but this highDEA demanded it! You've drawn me into a phonetically calculated web.
.......And like a mime, we build walls that aren't there. PROVERBIAL WALLS. Now, that's the location shot. You've now dragged me into a cave, the GPS voice circumnavigates my globe~YOU'VE GOT ME THINKING and following a destiny that you have pre~mapped in your head, and now mine as well. You've stated walls, but I'm thinking in caves, 'cause that's my realm, darker and more extreme than a wall~with a twist of dank surrender in the mist. I want more~so I read on.
.......The extreme faith that I have in myself dictates light from a torch I carry deep within my breast, that allows me to see in the darkest corner of my being for I do not have blind faith. My faith has proved itself a valuable companion and has been well earned throughout the trials and errors of my life. These caves don't just go left or right, they also go up and down with twists and turns; and an almost claustrophobic mistep can lose the hard earned ground that I have gained in a tunnel that I'm not even sure is the appropriate way. I strain to hear yoinkie's GPS, when I realize he has me right where he wants me~thinking on my own and interpreting his thoughts as they pertain to mine.
.......We're making a connection. And you live over 1200 miles away, and yet you are profoundly affecting my life. At this moment, I make a decision. Do I want this man blowing my mind like this when I barely know him? Fuck yeah. I read on.
.......Fucking choices!!! MAN, now I have reached a cavern where there are multiple tunnels. Thank God, I have got The Raconteurs playing on a separate tab to help me keep my sanity through this intense game you're playing introspectively. I let a feeling lead me to the darkest tunnel. I enter with a confident swagger~I plummet!!! The resounding thud echoes my mistake for I did not exercise my usual caution~DAMNIT, yoinkie!!! I have to deal with consequences, too?!! I hope nobody else falls in~I better get movin'.
.......I come across tree roots, but how is this possible from the side of a mountain? Signs of a strong survivor, I take note and I remind myself of The General Sherman Tree I touched and gaped at in awe a few months ago. This tree had been on this Earth for possibly 2700 years; before Jesus walked His path.. I completely relate to your redwood tree story and rode a similar train of thought.
.......We can never know everything in one time around on this planet. But as a collective, we each represent.
.......Moments in time, as I walk these paths laid out before me, whether suggested by the highDEA of another, or guided in a more superior way whether by God, or destiny, politics; simply personal belief is what guides each and every one of us~we each choose our own way.
.......Whether you see walls where I see caves, the thoughts and reasons are there. No complex formula, no brain washing, but rather brain polishing, as we make our souls shine from all the tarnish that we have accumulated in this life through hard lessons learned. I LOVE AND VALUE EACH ONE. There are times when I am in agony emotionally, but I put a smile on my face and I move on, sometimes dwelling, "Is this the right tunnel?", 'til I realize I've missed another sunrise and sunset, because I fucking dwelled and sobbed in a cave of dark misery. A pile of self pity. And then in the craziest way, which just blows peoples minds by the way (YEARS of acting lessons!!!), I look up and smile big, and say, "MAN!!! Am I glad I came up out of that one fast!!!"
I have learned one of the hardest lessons to learn in life, which is to express my emotions, every one of them, while I am feeling them and not being afraid of my emotions, but to embrace them, down to some of the worst moments from which arose some of the best moments, from ashen in demise, to moonlight embrace~to where I briefly whisper, "I hate my life," to shouting, "I LOVE MY LIFE," THEY'RE ALL MY LIFE and that makes them cool, even the lamest one is cherished 'cause it makes up MY LIFE and THAT is special, if only to me.
.......As far as death: It is a candle blowing in the wind~we know at any given moment we can be blown out. Picture your moments like the flame of a candle and YOU WILL realize how fragile they truly are. Don't dwell on it~ACT ON IT!!! That flame burns STRONG when you recognize its value. Death~candle's blown out. Relight the flame~Resurrection of life force. Kinda like being in the worst depression, so down, and you find a thought that brings you out of it. That feeling of renewed life, and I think, "Why can't I feel like this all the time? Why THE FUCK do I allow myself to feel that bad EVER when I can feel like this!!! But,...heavy sigh...I do it anyway. Because I don't ever want to stop feeling. So I embrace my feelings every one of them with unconditional love, because they are my children growing up inside of me. And they let me know when they've matured and are ready to take flight within every metaphor and euphemism I use with a sarcastic twist of a soothsayer~I speak only truth to myself. As far as how I talk to others depends upon my take on them~another tunnel with twisted truths. I traverse these tunnels as I know one will lead me to paradise~where lies have all died, for I have found the truth within my life.
.......Thank you, yoinkie, for sharing your innermost thoughts with us, and helping us to create some of our own.

Tue, 01/10/2012 - 3:23am
Thu, 01/19/2012 - 2:19am
shmokey Says:

WOOOW!! this was so fucking beautiful. u just slappt me back on the right path. thank you so much, feelt it deep in my soul. thanx

Mon, 01/09/2012 - 11:16pm

Another great story yoinkie! Your stories are the reason why I finally made a highdeas account!

Wed, 01/11/2012 - 9:19am

Assuming that we come from nutrients in the earth, this journey called life is a cycle. All the matter that makes us is taken in by some life form, passed on to their children, lives, dies, and absorbs back into the earth only to repeat itself. Death is not the end, it's a bridge between stages, an interlude between short segments of action. Death should not be feared. It should be accepted and appreciated. With death comes a new chance. Because we are recycled, and paired in different combinations each time, the close feelings of friendship or attraction you have to others may be nothing more than a sense of familiarity. You've crossed paths with them before in a past life. Fate or random chance has brought you together again.

Sat, 01/14/2012 - 7:09pm
MrChuckles Says:

Damn man. Your Highdeas are awesome! I found a link to one of your lucid dream Highdeas. It was so good I decided to look into your other Highdeas. Before you know it, one led to another and I literally ended up spending 5 straight hours reading your Highdeas and the comments. I'm not trying to sound like a "dickrider", but I made this account to let you know how much I enjoyed your ideas, and to go upvote them. And to post a Highdea inspired from reading yours. I'm still working on the wording though. Please keep up the awesome mind fucking ideas. Good Highdeas seem hard to come across

Sun, 01/15/2012 - 7:29pm
Fuckadelic Says:

You sir understand life and will forever be in the deep thinking part of my brain always.
One day i hope to see life the way you do and be able to understand things so clearly.
You really have changed my life with the stuff you write.
Thanks alot man..

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 3:45am

I think this may be one of my favorites of yours. The way you describe everything inspires me. I get through reading and I just think "wow, that left me speechless. I can't even think of what to say, but I feel I should leave a comment anyways that describes how much of a loss for words that I am right now. Even though technically, I will be using words to say that I have no words. Whatever I am going to leave this comment, regardless."

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 12:31pm

i donttt understanddddddddd. ugh time to smoke a bowl!

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 3:02pm
Elnicko Says:

Wow, of course I find out yoinkie wrote this after I read it.
Thanks dude, I had a weird dream last night and it was quite vivid, I still remember it right now. So when I read this and think of myself in the first few vivid dreams I have had in years it really makes sense. fuckin awesome.

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 3:59pm
Libby420 Says:

Best highDEA ever read man your genious :)

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 7:41pm
DojaDude Says:

Possibly the most interesting highDEA i've ever read.
I know i've had these thoughts floating around in my head for quite some time, i envy your ability to put it into words.

Thanks for posting this, i can feel it's relevance in my own journey.

Openness of the mind has been a great gift given to me ( not me alone of course, we all have open minds. some just haven't found the key, or aren't even looking for it. ) and after seeing where you've guided your mind's openness, i have a sense of the direction i need to push mine.
Thank you again, Yoinkie.

Mon, 01/16/2012 - 8:41pm
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Mon, 01/16/2012 - 11:55pm
luna. Says:

I think I love you man lol
you put my feelings & thoughts into written words in this highdea! Especially about what animals think.. I've worked (well, volunteered) at zoos around NYC, and every time I observe them, I always wonder what goes on through their mind... and what they think about what they see or hear or feel. Sometimes before I go to sleep, I try to put myself in an animals position... living life in the wild, striving to survive.
Everything is so fucking fascinating man. The human experience is grand.

Tue, 01/17/2012 - 12:06am

Dear yoinkie,

This is the most beautiful thing I have ever read. People may look down on smokers and call us stupid, but you sir are a shining example, a testament contrary to all of their expectations. I wish more people thought about shit like you do, because then this world would be a much better place. I absolutely love it.

Wed, 01/18/2012 - 5:29pm

u must have wrote yourself sober lol go smoke some more

Sat, 01/28/2012 - 11:44am
Raz1el Says:

Again Mind Blowing.. Dude im your failthfull follower!

Sat, 03/24/2012 - 5:21am

This is absolute genius.
This faces reality, ponder dreams, and gives light to lost hope.
You give us hope, Yoinkie.
The people who thought they didn't believe in anything.

This is absolute bliss to a person without bliss.
I thank you Yoinkie, for having such a creative, visual mindset on the world around us, and sharing it with people.

Mon, 05/07/2012 - 11:48am

"Sure, theres always a way, if you do a little bit of thinking(build a bridge over, ask a friend for a lift over, or just blow the stupid fucking wall up and walk through)."

loved this analogy of a wall blocking your path, though i think you might have rushed the conclusion, it seems like the other metaphors were explained a lot more. to build a bridge over a wall would be beneficial, because it would take a determinable amount of time, and could be taken back down if needed. a friend of course is the best answer, and sometimes the biggest strength someone can have is the humility to ask for help. blowing the wall up gets the job done, and basically equates to "fuck it".

"The tree that should have, at best, blended in with the rest, but instead chose to stick his head above all the rest, and say hello to the sun."

im from northern california and grew up in shively, which is a small farming town next to the eel river along the avenue of the giants. this area was literally a fertile oasis surrounded by massive redwood trees for hundreds of miles around. even though i grew up seeing them every day, im still awestruck by their beauty every time i see them. anyways, this story made a deep connection with me, and i thank you for the share my friend.

"The moment will live on friends, and repeat itself forever and always. It will have different travellers come through it, and may appear in different parts of the universe, or different universes, or somewhere else that we can not yet describe. But the moment will live on. Every moment. This moment. And this one. And this one."

very wise, i like to refer to it as the 'constant' rather than the moment. moments are what are captured by cameras, and guess what, not even our very best video recording technology (blue ray / hd / etc included) are able to capture the constant. the things we perceive in nature are based on a singular point of reference and the frame-rate of our processing brain. images take a split second to reach our consciousness, as their is a speed limit to light, so our sense of the 'constant' is always slightly off (maybe this contributes to the sensation of feel disconnected from reality). but i firmly believe reality is all around us, we simply don't understand it, because we use our eyes rather than our spirit to see.

"Because for what are our dreams, but memories of our journeys past? They have always felt so real, because at some point, they were."

i think the same way sometimes, but i have quite a few doubts in my mind still :/
what if dreams are simply jumbled up information being processed by the subconscious, and is made up entirely from past experiences? think about how many things you have experienced, or thought of experiencing, or thought of period. impossible to determine? probably. for the brain to produce hyper-real dreamscapes in order to process information would not be surprising at all, it's like a computer reorganizing and de-fragging information into a cohesive sensible order. neurology has thoroughly proven that the brain is basically a biological computer, and maybe our consciousness is intrinsically bound to this brain, which may have been the only reason we achieved consciousness in the first place. maybe we are just an emergent property of the brain, a human-personality-ego-self produced inevitably by unconscious action-reaction processes of nature. a little grim... but what if god is everything, and we just have the wrong expectations and ideas of what god is? and the wrong expectations and ideas of what humans are? we are an animal that has evolved on a beautiful planet called earth. should our spirits, and not a butterflies, transcend to the heavens? i would argue many other creatures bring more good (or at least, less bad) to the world than humans do. so maybe there is no individual spirit, maybe the spirit world is one made up not of identities and definitions like we're used to in the physical universe. maybe a butterfly has the same spirit as your mother, maybe all things share the same spirit and are only differentiated by their physical attributes... or heck, maybe all life forms are just vessels for spirits, and humans are the vessels which spirits take on when they near transcendence from the existence we experience on earth. humans certainly are the most conscious animal, we have the widest variety of experiences, we are even able manipulate the fundamental forces of the universe.. who could say for sure what humans are? the problem with ideas like this is that they are untestable, how could we possibly test if this life was a test? if god didn't want us to find out the nature of existence, i'm fairly sure god would outsmart us at every turn. is that why the universe is so damn confusing on the microscopic scale? maybe god doesn't want us to know exactly why some things happen. then again, maybe it's simply to provide us with a challenge, one that would take thousands of years of human evolution to figure out. or maybe we have it figured the answer to life, maybe it's simply to love and be loved...

"So my friend, go ahead and dream. But never become lost inside of your dreams, because you still have a life to live, and memories to create. For one day, decades/centuries/ions from now, your soul will dream of the journey you took yesterday, today, and tomorrow."

very well said, and great way to end... thank you again for the share man.