As the days go by I think more and more about taking up yoga. I’m not sure whether or not I’ll be able to clear up my mind but it definitely is something I require. I might as well give it a go then. Especially now that my mind sometimes feels like it’s about to burst. What an unpleasant feeling, to not be able to know what’s behind the shadows on my mind.
Fate or chance? Are we mere puppets whose future is pre-ordained or is there no such thing as pre-determined information?
I think it’s safe to say this will never be solved. Hence, it means we have to pick sides. Rumor has it people have a higher tendency to think things are meant to be. However, I just can’t bring myself to accept that.
Even though our universe is likely to have underlying mathematical strings which control its behaviour, I refuse to believe our actions, thoughts and feelings as human beings are also controlled by some kind of abstract concept known as destiny. The problem lies in the impossibility of proving our choice right or wrong, for it’s not a mistery we’re able to unravel. That’s why I always stick by the side of reason, since faith isn’t something I can’t force myself to have.
If I were to believe in fate, I’d always be wondering how much of a coward am I, as in my opinion, fate is the excuse for the cowardly to not face danger.
No source of inner problems equals comparing oneself to others. Just reflect on how dangerous it is. Envy, frustration and hatred spring right from it. How on earth are we going to ever feel satisfied with ourselves if we keep on giving rise to such a monster. It is somehow inevitable at times, though. Only by sticking to our principles will we stay human and keep negativity away. Let’s be clever, just because something pops into our head, doesn’t mean we have to show it.
I wished you well as you cut me down
I want my life back.
I want some eyes to get lost into
I enjoy listening to interesting people. Who are those, you may ask. For me, they are those who can hardly be satisfied with an answer. Those who always need to go further and further, those who are willing to venture out into the dark just to find a dying ray of light which is about to fade away. Those who stay silent and mull things over until they know what’s more sensible to say. Those who are intelligent enough to trick their minds the way their mind tricks them. Those who avoid collapse by crying, singing or writing. Those whose feelings are deep and meaningful. Those with a broad horizon. Those who enjoy the little things, like just looking through the window as it pours down rain.
Everything’s clear now. The story repeats itself. This time, it’s harder though. We all know what rejection is. We all know what we feel when we have to forget about that special person we feel such great things towards. I’ve been there. Nonetheless, isn’t it harder when you’ve got so much in common? When they’re the only person you know that could fill the void within yourself? Indeed. But now, it’s time to move on. I guess.
If you asked me to…