I know nothing. All I know is what I know and compared to what I don’t know that’s not much at all.
Every day I go out and discover the day. Every morning, every day. My Pirate Wisdom’s aren’t so much wise as they are a conversation with myself, to myself if you will. Sometimes it’s with the people that surround me, and the noises I hear. It is a discovery of my inner voice.
Words are easily spoken. They’re easier spoken than getting out of my bed early morning. When my muscles are stiff and my body can barely move. The first question that arises “Is today going to be OK, or are you going to be in pain?” It is easier than to learn what you are about to speak, to chose the pain. It’s too convenient to spit words out “I’m not OK.” So I speak from what I know and learn from what I’m about to share. It’s a fear and anxiety to be naked right in front of you. Still, with every post I recycle my words as I’ve done with my life. My lessons are a lesson to myself and I give you a look in how I fight. I can be OK, if I choose so…
Watching anybody smile is an enhancement to any day, but know you were the cause of it is the most beautiful compliment you can receive.
— The Recycled Pirate (@AndyKirchner) September 5, 2016
I don’t know as much as it might seem. I doubt way more than you’ll hear. I share my fear but with the intend to find (more) strength. I conditioned myself to grow myself with my thoughts. As a teenager I did it the opposite way and saw myself as a poet that was created to be broken and so was my heart. I wrote about loss and misunderstanding. Missing pieces and the lack of love. But that life is no more. If I have the power to feel weak, I have to power to feel strong. So I set on a new path…
This path started from a hospital bed. Bored, lost and angry. It all started with some words on Twitter that I needed to vent. It invested itself on Instagram and than it took flight to Facebook. It wasn’t a Pirate’s Wisdom (yet), for it was just a man sharing his story, releasing himself from his struggle. As everything in life, if you water it, it will grow. So I grew it. It grew into this, a blog and from there I took on a stage. The stages developed and brought Curaçao, Sint Maarten and Aruba on my path. It was never my intent.
I’m stubborn like that. I love like that. I give my all with passion.
“It’s better to feel pain, than nothing at all.”
Music of Choice: The Lumineers – Stubborn Love
It’s better to feel pain, than nothing at all
The opposite of love’s indifference
So pay attention now, I’m standing on your porch screaming out
And I won’t leave until you come downstairs
So keep your head up, keep your love
Keep your head up, my love
Keep your head up, keep your love.