Whenever I come across an opening, it appears to just be the lull before the storm, again. I’ve learned every lesson I had to learn, but what is left then? I now cherish every little thing. I guess this isn’t but more evidence proving fate doesn’t exist. But be careful, for hope is the last thing I am to lose. I’m waiting for the calm after the storm.
The more I learn, the more I realize we’re nothing but mere star dust. And however insignificant we are in the universe, we’ve managed to create our world of chaos. A quaint little space where we all live. Our brain developped to such an extent that we believed we were the center of everything.
Ever heard of the three humilliations of human history? Firstly, Copernicus’ theory, which showed the Sun doesn’t revolve around the Earth. Consequently, we’re not the center of the universe. Secondly, Darwin’s ideas, which explained that we’re not the perfect image of a God, nor are we created by him. We are the result of a series of genetic mutations. And last but not least, Freud’s theory about the unconscious, showing ourselves as beings who are not in full control of our mind.
I never make the same mistake twice. I try not to, at least. On no account would I ever jump off the cliff again. Let’s do things right. Let’s fight back our tears on listening to the sound of a piano. Let’s rediscover ourselves every morning. Let’s draw smiles on people’s faces. Let’s hope for a world of kindness, reason and understanding. May the odds be ever in our favor.
Hypersensitivity. Emotions billowing up around you. Both sweet and painful.
You can certainly feel on top of the world when happy and full of the joys of spring when in love. Music becomes a part of you. The sound of an instrument can force you to fight back your tears. Kindness moves you.
You can also feel really miserable, as things are much more likely to affect you. Cunning may help, but you’re pretty vulnerable. Those with the right knowledge could easily bring you down.
Emotions get mixed up and life becomes the bumpiest roller coaster, full of ups and downs.
Things seem to be looking up. Even though there’s still a long way ahead of me and it looks uphill, it’s not as steep anymore. The tables seem to be turning. And I don’t usually say this, but this time I’m winning, by fair means or foul.
I wonder how I can get out of this maze. It seems like the more I try to think a way out, the tougher it gets. As if overthinking was a double-edged sword. Perhaps the solution is not recognizing the causes but rooting them out without knowing what they are. Let me explain.
Anxiety. Our brain is too difficult to understand. If I carry on trying to find the cause I may wind up facing a blind alley. Because some ideas are just out of our reach, we think about them unconsciously. What if we don’t need to break into the unconscious but to make our brain understand everything’s fine? Tricking our brain the same way it did to itself. That’s easier said than done, right?
Living in peace is just something we don’t cherish enough
How can you fight yourself successfully? When engaged in an inner battle, when your mind’s the enemy, how can you win without losing? The field of battle becomes a nightmare. The only way out is to hatch the best of plans. To lure your own mind into a trap set by itself. How does it sound?
Some things happen for a reason. On second thought, some things happen and if we look into them they might turn out to be a blessing in disguise. We can’t expect them to be as clear as day nor shouldn’t we. Good ideas require deep thinking, great plans call for a thorough job.
We should therefore be willing to find something positive in every negative situation. Even if it is experience itself. Being able to help others go through what we’ve been through. Perhaps this is what it’s all about.
Soar high. Get a new perspective, a bird’s-eye-view. Now look down. Isn’t it shocking how small we are? And how fragile, somehow. How the slightest gust of wind can sometimes make us fall apart. But If there’s something I’m certain of is that we have to keep moving on. Ask for help, be by the side of someone supportive and don’t lose faith.
Yes, negativity has an enormous influence on us, but so does positivity and there’s something else I’ve learnt. Light’s mightier than darkness. Always.
I want to go back to what I used to be. What I was so proud of. A person with a changed vision and a different approach about life. Making the most of every little moment, a stickler for detail. And you know what? I don’t just want to go back, I’m going to go back. I’m resolved to do anything. Dreams, beware, I’m coming after you.
It appears the slightest gust of wind can blow our card castle. Boredom being the former, interest being the latter. Where are our principles? Why does this even affect young people to a greater extent? Where are the interesting people hiding? Why are there so few? A good many questions, actually. I want to travel the world and meet that kind of people you could just spend your life listening to. I’d love people of my age to be excited, exciting, interested and interesting. Make your life interesting so you’re never bored and be interesting yourself. This sure is subjective but… Here’s a hint. Intelligence relies a great deal on how to use it. And that… that actually means something. At least to some of us.
I remember when it all started. Little did I know it’d chase me everywhere. I had no idea it would snowball into something this big. Not until I started to lose sight of things did it dawn on me that this was the real deal.
I don’t usually ask for much. I’m not necessarily too demanding. But every so often I cast my mind back to a certain moment in the past and I remember myself with another smile on my face. A different smile. The eyes have changed, but it somehow feels the same.