Tyler Joseph Quotes

The beginning of purpose is found in creating something that only you understand.

Know this: you can start over, each morning.

Don't let the fear of unhappiness cripple your pursuit of finding what you believe.

Don’t give up. Push through the droughts. Channel the inevitable disappointments back into your craft. Break molds. Think. Create. But most importantly, stay alive. And in the meantime, make it about others. That seems to work. Stay strong. Live on. And power to the local dreamer.

You can close your eyes if you want. Sometimes things are less scary.

You can start over if you need, it doesn't matter what you've done.

There's always that fear of your own head and the things you're going to think.

And I wanted to tell them that it's worth it to just keep going. I mean it, I really mean it when I sit here and tell you that.

No, I don't care what's in your hair, I just wanna know what's on your mind

Basically, we are all responsible for the preservation of our personal joy; but happiness is different. Joy is not circumstantial, happiness is. You can be depressed and still have joy. You can be suicidal and still have joy. We all stop thinking and we all stop talking and we all stop sharing and we all stop creating, because by doing any of these things we quickly find out just how unhappy we are. But that's okay. That's normal. Don't let the fear of unhappiness cripple your pursuit of finding what it is you believe. Since joy is found in belief, we all have to push through unhappiness to find joy. Basically.

Let's take this energy, this focus, this emotion you feel that's obviously negative and let's try to take it and move it somewhere else. Let's kinda aim it at something else. And so I look at art, I look at music, I look at writing and lyrics, I look at a concert, I look at those as moments where people can take the things that they're struggling with and really kind of unleash the and pour them out onto this thing. That's helped me, a lot.

Recognizing the artist Joseph Cornell's genius for recycling, he inscribed a book to him as the Benvenuto Cellini of Flotsam and Jetsam

When your body's screaming, trust your mind's listening

Nothing kills a man faster than its own head.

Let me take a little second to tell you as we see a prophecy that came true You see we need to believe that He literally bled through The clothes on His back His sweat the day was just like crimson rain Crimson stains tide bounty and the devil can't wash these stains away Who's He you ask, He's a friend of me Cause my inability He was sent for me I hear birds and trees they're all telling me It's a good thing He won Gethsemane Cause this enemy is too much for me And this flesh and world is triple teaming me It seems to be the very end I scream please oh please pass this cup from me! The thing is it did pass And it passes every day He took my cup from me and gracefully He drank the grave And I don't mean to speak of blasphemy when I say But I am speaking of the day when my God passed away, Okay? No wait wait wait no that's not it no that's not all I don't wanna leave you hanging This stories banging Against my throat and against these walls It can't be contained no it won't stay in here it will thrive Cause stories just don't die when the dead come alive

Suggested Reading Nuha al-Radi, Baghdad Diaries Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin Jane Austen, Emma, Mansfield Park, and Pride and Prejudice Saul Bellow, The Dean’s December and More Die of Heartbreak Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland Joseph Conrad, Under Western Eyes Henry Fielding, Shamela and Tom Jones Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary Anne Frank, The Diary of Anne Frank Henry James, The Ambassadors, Daisy Miller, and Washington Square Franz Kafka, In the Penal Colony and The Trial Katherine Kressman Taylor, Address Unknown Herman Melville, The Confidence Man Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita, Invitation to a Beheading, and Pnin Sarah Orne Jewett, The Country of the Pointed Firs Iraj Pezeshkzad, My Uncle Napoleon Diane Ravitch, The Language Police Julie Salamon, The Net of Dreams Marjane Satrapi, Persepolis Scheherazade, A Thousand and One Nights F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby W. G. Sebald, The Emigrants Carol Shields, The Stone Diaries Joseph Skvorecky, The Engineer of Human Souls Muriel Spark, Loitering with Intent and The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie Italo Svevo, Confessions of Zeno Peter Taylor, A Summons to Memphis Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn Anne Tyler, Back When We Were Grownups and St. Maybe Mario Vargas Llosa, Aunt Julia and the Scriptwriter Reading

Don't trust a perfect person and don't trust a song that's flawless.

Also called Jacob, or Ephraim, or Joseph, these descendants of the 10 northern tribes disappeared into the nations even though, genetically, they were descendants of Jacob and were cut off from the Covenant, but not forever.  Israel (Ephraim) will come back to life again as a people and will be united with Judah, the Jews, as per the prophecy given by the prophet Ezekiel[25]  Note:  there is no scriptural justification for the belief that Christianity constitutes Ephraim, which is a common form of replacement as well as predestination theology, the belief that those who are Christians are automatically descended from the exiled and lost tribes of Israel.  This would stand in the face of the fact that at Mt Sinai, many joined themselves to Israel who were not descended from Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.

They openly believed that He was coming as Messiah ben[29] David, the prophesied King who they believed would overthrow the Romans.  They had no idea He was coming first to die as Messiah ben Joseph, the suffering servant of Isaiah 52 and 53 – so they could not have been preaching that.  But they were certainly preaching something – something that the common people loved and some (not all) of the religious leaders hated.

The world around us is burning, but we're so cold." -Tyler Joseph

As the Arizona’s men gathered for breakfast and the enemy submarine report from the Ward made its way up the naval chain of command, the Army’s Opana Mobile Radar Station at Kahuku Point on the northern tip of Oahu shut down for the day. Privates Joseph Lockard and George Elliott had been on duty since 4:00 a.m., and their three-hour shift training on a relatively new warning system was over. Lockard had been instructing Elliott in reading the radarscope, but just as he reached to turn it off, a large image began to march across his screen from the north. Lockard’s first thought was that something had gone haywire with his set, but when everything checked out, he and Elliott called in a report of what appeared to be more than fifty planes approaching Oahu about 130 miles out. The Information Center at Fort Shafter, to which they reported, was charged with directing pursuit aircraft to intercept any incoming threat, but it was also shutting down for the day. The senior officer remaining at the Information Center was First Lieutenant Kermit Tyler, the executive officer of the 78th Pursuit Squadron, who was serving only his second day of duty at the center. Tyler would always be adamant that it never crossed his mind that these incoming planes could possibly be enemy aircraft, particularly as a far more likely explanation presented itself. Two squadrons of B-17 bombers, totaling twelve aircraft, were nearing Hickam Field from the northeast that morning after an overnight flight from California. After refueling, they were supposed to continue on to the Philippines to augment General MacArthur’s air force. Tyler was convinced that the Opana station had detected this flight of bombers and told Lockard and Elliott, “Well, don’t worry about it.”14

A turnaround occurred when Simmons hired marketing professionals Edward Young Clarke and Elizabeth Tyler of the Southern Publicity Association (providers of public relations to the Anti-Saloon League, among other organizations), who promised they could turn his mediocre local fraternity into a national organization. The duo wrote speeches for Simmons, polishing his presentation and expanding his rhetoric beyond complaints of black people’s racial “heredity handicap.” Under their guidance, Simmons expanded his target list to immigrants, Jews, Catholics, labor agitators, “Bolsheviks” and political radicals of any stripe, along with the cultural aspects of the Jazz Age.

the sun will rise and we will try again