Life overwhelms; it is all a rush against time, of defying fate and destiny. There is so much to be said, to be done, to be felt, to be responsible for, to be lived, to be loved, to be thought over...Just thinking about it makes me dizzy, like a top spinning out of control. It's all so confusing when it gets lost in a web of existence. In this mad frenzy, the circles get rounder and loopier, wider and faster, till it all stops in a moment of stasis. I want to freed of this inexorable march of the mind, to let it rest in peace, to give it solace in silence. But it rages on like a lone solider in the battlefields of time.
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you are the battle, and you are the life and existence too. there is no dissociation nor dissonance here. nothing is happening to you when you arent the one making it happen. she loves jesus, horses, her mama and her boyfriend in equal measure and she knows what to give and even when she doesnt get she gives because she has embraced her destiny and im free falling
I echo sugar glider... "you are the battle, the life and existence too."
For long we think joy is anpther commodity, another feeling in some other realm to be felt. Same for despair, that it is in another realm to be felt and it comes and consumes us of its own accord. Does it really? Are we really at the whim of these alien shapeless things called feelings that come and consume us whenever they want to? Or is it a part of us? is it us? We are interested in finding out. Not because someone else has told us, but because we strive, we seek, we find, and never yield. Well, yield we will, someday maybe, who knows. But right now how serious are we to find out whether I am joy, despair, the battle, life itself? How much are we enslaved and how much are we free?
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