I guess if you're going to wake up with expectations or even hopes then the day could blow you away. Everything could take the opposite direction to the path you wanted. I could love and in return you would turn your shoulder. I could harbour such passion and magical sparks for you, keep them in my pocket, ready to just pull them out and sprinkle all over the place, but it doesn't mean you want that too.
It wouldn't be right to call it a mistake, living is the only true way to learn, and I feel I have keys from such choices that others can never own. Maybe all doors cannot be unlocked, but it's more about how you unlock yourself, untangle your limbs from the webs we get caught up in, and use the expanding template of knowledge we attain, as we move ever forwards. There is no other direction, not really.
I walk the streets, I can sense that Wonderland isn't so far, yet at the same time it is consumed by some nightmare. I didn't pick the wrong time or place, I elected another life lesson, and they are not easy things to participate in, but yes, they allow me to ensure I am alive, in ways some folk could never even contemplate. I am no different to others in many of my desires, perhaps, it is just that I am unable to follow the well-carved route to reach the same ends, the destination marked 'Paradise.' In fact, I must carve out totally new ways, which isn't easy at all. Alas, I must cease to ever have expectations and hopes, but is this not simply human nature? In that, we also know we come from the same egg. I love, and leave, and lose, myself, and you, and I evolve. One day we will all get there, but the journey is so divine that if you genuinely watch it, and carefully take it in, perhaps it can only ever really hurt us. And in exactly that we can find some peace and joy and love.
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