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Here is your reminder today to keep your head up and keep moving. Don’t let anyone tear you down. Never give anyone the satisfaction of seeing you fall. When all hope is gone, and it looks like it won’t get any better, stand up and shout to them that you will not give in.
When all you got to keep is strong, move along.
Time
Time is a human perception. It matters not to the rest of the earth how much ‘time’ we have. Yet it causes us great stress.
“I have do be done with this by 3.”
“The kids have a half an hour nap.”
“I only have 15 minutes to get this done!”
Yes, the concept of time can be quite convenient. It allows us to make appointments, schedules, and give our lives an illusion of order. But time is still so CONSTRAINING.
Maybe the perception of time does keep things from getting to chaotic, but sometimes you need a little chaos to keep the world interesting.
Fantasy
Maybe the reason I read fictitious books is because I enjoy the escape from my world. My life. Maybe it’s because the characters of that book have a world so much more appealing to me than my own. Which I find interesting, as many of those worlds are filled with danger and risk. But maybe that is what I seek in my life. A little instability, exposure to the world. I think my heart is searching for an adventure. Looking for an escape from a world that seems so hopeless. Perhaps that is why I imagine scenarios in my mind of someone taking me away. Of pulling me from my home, sending me on the experience my soul yearns for. Maybe one day they will come. I will be here. I’ll be ready for them.
What keeps us afloat in our lives? Is it our family and friends? Co-workers? Experiences? Is it the fleeting moments of happiness we experience? Is that what keeps us clinging to life when we feel so miserable every day? Or is it the HOPE that tomorrow will be better than today?
But what happens when we begin to lose those things? Our family dies or breaks apart and is no longer like family. Our friends move away or change into people you hardly know. All co-workers seem to do anymore is get on your nerves. Those amazing things that happened in the past begin to fade to just a faint memory.
What happens when we lose hope?
How do we stay afloat when the entire world wants us to Drown?
Immortality
Immortality. For some people, it’s their ultimate dream. For others, it doesn’t seem that great, but sure, who wouldn’t want to be immortal, right? My thoughts, though, and I’m sure others share these with me, is how LONELY immortality would be. As you live on your life, those around you would age and their bodies would deteriorate. Eventually everyone you knew in your childhood would be gone. Entire branches of your family could have died off. Any new friends you make will die off. There will come to be a point where a lifetime to someone else may seem like the blink of an eye to you. At what point will the loneliness drive you mad? At what point will your mind break beyond repair? You will be unable to kill yourself, or have someone else kill you, you are immortal. Stuck on this earth forever.
Youth
When we are young, we obtain the feeling of safety and happiness. But throughout our lives our youthful senses diminish into fear of the future, regret, sadness, and anger. We learn that life is not what it first appeared to be, and we yearn for past days when the world was simple and easy to understand in our adolescent minds. As adults we may find satisfaction or even become content, but do you ever truly revisit the worry-free happiness of childhood?
The Animal Inside
Everyone has an animal inside them. Some have become tame and docile, while others stir beneath the surface, threatening to break free of the bonds of human flesh. I feel mine every day. It strains against my will, pushing to surface. I fear the animal within me will conquer my mind and take over my body, driving me to madness. Every minute, I think about embracing it. Every hour, I feel like giving in. Every day, just a bit closer to the edge...
Music is my escape. It makes me feel alive, pulls me into the moment. It spurs me into action. Music keeps me grounded, and holds me back from the edge of a cliff I walk along every day.
Sometimes...
Sometimes I feel as if, even as I am in a world filled with billions of people, I am completely alone. I am alone in my own mind. My endless expanse inside my head. Even as I am connected through the internet, through phones, through social contact, I feel alone. I feel cut off. I feel like no one understands. I feel as if no one can hear my desperate scream as I fall into the pit. A pit filled with rage and anger and sadness. Even now my soul feels as if it is draining of all will, and I fall ever deeper.