Love, hate, sadness, anger, envy, jealousy. Are they real or or are these feelings illusions that our small puny minds want to desperately believe? In order to be alive, in order to feel that you exist, that you belong somewhere. Soulmates and enemies. The feeling that out there somewhere, there is somebody for us. Waiting.....Craving our souls...Ready to change our lives...or destroy them. Everyone percieves feelings differently...In our own way. We always trying to block negative feelings, feel more optimistic. Do we really need optimism in our lives though? Do we need motivation to do simple everyday tasks, like work or exercise? Is everyone guilty or innocent? Maybe both...Maybe none of the above. Maybe everything, maybe nothing at all. I always believed that feelings are making us feel safe and unsafe at the same time. Making us feel happy and sad. Which is the greatest power in the whole universe? What can give you everything and then take them away from you? What can make you feel powerful at first and vulnerable as hell in the end? What can make mountains move?
The answer is...Love..Love can do all these things and even more. What if our love is hate for someone else? What if hate is love and love is hate? What is the difference between love and hate? If love can move mountains, hate can crush them. Do we feel hate when we see someone we love leaving us or is it love? Do we resent them or do we miss them? Whose fault is it? Does it really matter? Which one of all the bridges we burned in our way to love was the right one? Maybe it was the first one...the second one...maybe none..... Will we ever know..? I guess not. Can we live with that..? I guess so. Is the last time really the last time? Will there be ever another one? Are we going to travel to the stars or are we going to get burned on our way there? Do we deserve to get burned or do we want to get burned? Why do we feel so small sometimes? Are we really small? Maybe...Maybe not.... So many questions...So little time..I guess that's what I get for not sleeping 4 days in a row. Paranoia at its finest. Overthinking every single thing. Every little detail. Everything is relevant and everything is irrelevant. Important and not important at all. Everything and nothing...An empty hole and a full moon. Maybe if we forget what we were told....Maybe we could live life easier..Without trouble and sadness, from another point of view..A brighter one, So bright that it could burn the whole world. What if we could see things differently..What if we could see through people? Would we be afraid, terrified, scared or happy? Why would we be afraid though? Everyone would be crystal clear..No lies, no secrets. A curse and a gift combined together. A world of honesty or a world of ignorance? What if balance did not exist? What if we could turn back time? What if we could fix our mistakes? I would definitely do that... Fix everything and everyone..Save the people I once loved...Save myself.....Time is the most valuable gift...You can produce money, fruits and everything you can imagine but you cant produce more time for yourself. Every second counts. Every little thing, every choice you make has an impact to your future self and future events. Butterfly effect they call it. Such a nice name for such a cruel theory.
I guess it's too late to turn back time. Too late to save them. Too late to save me. Nothing is stable in life. Everything comes and goes. Personalities changing in seconds, people going crazy over nothing and over everything. Over emptiness/over fullness. Desolation and exhaustion. Happiness and euphoria. Moving and not moving at all. Pride, ego and insolence. Reality and fantasy.
Life. The place where everything and nothing counts. Where the past, the present and the future collide. The place where there is no darkness but everything is dark. What is dark anyway.....The absence of light... So scary and not scary at all.... What if there was enough light for everyone.
The answer is...Love..Love can do all these things and even more. What if our love is hate for someone else? What if hate is love and love is hate? What is the difference between love and hate? If love can move mountains, hate can crush them. Do we feel hate when we see someone we love leaving us or is it love? Do we resent them or do we miss them? Whose fault is it? Does it really matter? Which one of all the bridges we burned in our way to love was the right one? Maybe it was the first one...the second one...maybe none..... Will we ever know..? I guess not. Can we live with that..? I guess so. Is the last time really the last time? Will there be ever another one? Are we going to travel to the stars or are we going to get burned on our way there? Do we deserve to get burned or do we want to get burned? Why do we feel so small sometimes? Are we really small? Maybe...Maybe not.... So many questions...So little time..I guess that's what I get for not sleeping 4 days in a row. Paranoia at its finest. Overthinking every single thing. Every little detail. Everything is relevant and everything is irrelevant. Important and not important at all. Everything and nothing...An empty hole and a full moon. Maybe if we forget what we were told....Maybe we could live life easier..Without trouble and sadness, from another point of view..A brighter one, So bright that it could burn the whole world. What if we could see things differently..What if we could see through people? Would we be afraid, terrified, scared or happy? Why would we be afraid though? Everyone would be crystal clear..No lies, no secrets. A curse and a gift combined together. A world of honesty or a world of ignorance? What if balance did not exist? What if we could turn back time? What if we could fix our mistakes? I would definitely do that... Fix everything and everyone..Save the people I once loved...Save myself.....Time is the most valuable gift...You can produce money, fruits and everything you can imagine but you cant produce more time for yourself. Every second counts. Every little thing, every choice you make has an impact to your future self and future events. Butterfly effect they call it. Such a nice name for such a cruel theory.
I guess it's too late to turn back time. Too late to save them. Too late to save me. Nothing is stable in life. Everything comes and goes. Personalities changing in seconds, people going crazy over nothing and over everything. Over emptiness/over fullness. Desolation and exhaustion. Happiness and euphoria. Moving and not moving at all. Pride, ego and insolence. Reality and fantasy.
Life. The place where everything and nothing counts. Where the past, the present and the future collide. The place where there is no darkness but everything is dark. What is dark anyway.....The absence of light... So scary and not scary at all.... What if there was enough light for everyone.
What if we were happy everyday?