Usually when I have time, I write. Things I experience usually are reflected into 'em and sometimes when a long while of time goes by, it just all at once, hits me.
This one, was from such a day.
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The point of our existence is to see for what we do have and become whoever we may want to be. It's not about doing the things we cannot do, or saying the things we meant to say. Our blinded ways are from the world in which we walk unprepared in. Our heads are covered from relentlessly demeaning information that never gives us a chance to indulge in our minds and publish the very material that we hope one day, will show others who sit and watch the world make them grow old, feel young again. We become our own shadows and realize when its too late, we could have done with our lives a much different way...
It's how we are all meant to think. some things are meant to be over our heads.. it gives us the "way" we must go to keep going, intentionally. If we knew everything and understood the very thing that drives us to become as we are, what mysteries would we have to discover that would seem of interest? As you cannot go past your potential. Its like how we never fully see what is in front of us. But able to hear everything that is exactly around us. Some things are meant to be unexplained. Some feelings are meant to be given than spoken. And yet we try so hard to tell someone exactly how we feel when we should just show them. We don't understand why we can be completely different one day, but the same as was just before the next. There's no answer that will satisfy us and no question that will be left unasked. We know we are meant to love, share and live. And we complicate it more by bending the curve past the limits in exception..
We all have become individualists... so who cannot say we aren't the same, but remain equal in being different just the same itself.. It's when you know something is right, do you understand what was wrong.. and that is when everything changes. The life you start beginning to live, someone who you chose to become. And in light of that finding, life is but yet an apparition of which we cannot see or hear, but feel all around us...
..the sense of feeling "alive."
A discovery of a mystery in itself.
This one, was from such a day.
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The point of our existence is to see for what we do have and become whoever we may want to be. It's not about doing the things we cannot do, or saying the things we meant to say. Our blinded ways are from the world in which we walk unprepared in. Our heads are covered from relentlessly demeaning information that never gives us a chance to indulge in our minds and publish the very material that we hope one day, will show others who sit and watch the world make them grow old, feel young again. We become our own shadows and realize when its too late, we could have done with our lives a much different way...
It's how we are all meant to think. some things are meant to be over our heads.. it gives us the "way" we must go to keep going, intentionally. If we knew everything and understood the very thing that drives us to become as we are, what mysteries would we have to discover that would seem of interest? As you cannot go past your potential. Its like how we never fully see what is in front of us. But able to hear everything that is exactly around us. Some things are meant to be unexplained. Some feelings are meant to be given than spoken. And yet we try so hard to tell someone exactly how we feel when we should just show them. We don't understand why we can be completely different one day, but the same as was just before the next. There's no answer that will satisfy us and no question that will be left unasked. We know we are meant to love, share and live. And we complicate it more by bending the curve past the limits in exception..
We all have become individualists... so who cannot say we aren't the same, but remain equal in being different just the same itself.. It's when you know something is right, do you understand what was wrong.. and that is when everything changes. The life you start beginning to live, someone who you chose to become. And in light of that finding, life is but yet an apparition of which we cannot see or hear, but feel all around us...
..the sense of feeling "alive."
A discovery of a mystery in itself.
