Life has not been a very good teacher... it lets us choose and maybe that makes things a bit complicated, because we see it through unseasoned eyes and green thoughts. I am not sure if that's a good or a bad thing but it gives us enough room to contemplate, to analyze, and to reason. But then again there are times when I wish there was a way to simplify other's perception. It is positively hard to make the capricious mind to decide... but it is their choice.. really. Life has to be lived in a way unbound, unrestrained... only then one knows what it really means. It is beyond beautiful flowers, shiny stars, lovely women, everything, and everyone... it is all about the self, freedom, love, about the magic that thoughts give birth to, about you knowing what you need to know, about standing your ground and respecting decisions. It will definitely be a hard task but I am not here to live easy. I am pretty sure nobody believes nobody ... maybe one is being too honest. Maybe that's a good thing and maybe that's why it is cursed.
Why do we complicate? That will remain the unanswered. Humans have become a subject of pathological interest to me. And I can't seem to think of them beyond that because they have given me reasons to. It is not hard to see through eyes blurred by vanity, stupidity, and thoughtlessness? I feel almost glad to be an "alien".
Learn to live in your terms when you know you are doing the right thing; the consequences mean nothing. They will seem trite in a matter of a decade or two for others but that's the beauty of it. Eternity will give up but things I created will stay. I'll have the last laugh. Listen.
Why do we complicate? That will remain the unanswered. Humans have become a subject of pathological interest to me. And I can't seem to think of them beyond that because they have given me reasons to. It is not hard to see through eyes blurred by vanity, stupidity, and thoughtlessness? I feel almost glad to be an "alien".
Learn to live in your terms when you know you are doing the right thing; the consequences mean nothing. They will seem trite in a matter of a decade or two for others but that's the beauty of it. Eternity will give up but things I created will stay. I'll have the last laugh. Listen.
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