can you see it flicker before your very own eyes? a wilting flower, a fading shadow. with the falling of the sand in the glass bringing about its disintegration, its weathering. like a gem that is smoothened, part of it is rejected and seeved out. the gem becomes smaller, but it gleams with pride and arrogance. the test of time abdicates the many kings and hails the ascension of stronger, more vibrant rulers. stagnating is simply an extreme aberation. who can stand the test of time?
for now, the planets will not cease their orbit. alignments and eclipses are mere coincidences of time and signals not the halting of time itself. why then do we treasure these occurances? its rarity is invalid. rarity is abound these days.
my alter being trails off as i dig deep into them. the core idea is just beyond my grasp. i end up with fragments of unjudged thoughts. are they mere illusions? or just part of nature's means to help us justify our very existence that never really existed in some form of virtual reality? is there reality to start with? perhaps these are all plots of mother earth to keep its, so to speak, governors treading upon this realm?
isnt being held back from what we cannot visualise a possibility? held back under the pretense of what many see as 'meaning' while gritting through trials and tribulations. all a scam? a plan to restrain us from ever reaching that better place we never knew and can never fathom? is that why the old die, because they have seen enough and are therefore unconsciously whisking free from the wrath of an unseen force? a force that inflicts pain, suffering and strifes to those that disobey it?
i find myself unable to catch up with myself. i find myself not understanding myself. wierd, no? or is this the same with everyone else?
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