I like floating in the clouds- idealistic and in love with existence
but every so oftern
That damned phenomena-
Forces me down
imploring with the negative impulses of perceptive life.
I feel chained to it sometimes
and it generates a distaste in me
where I feel like I cant escape it
As if it binds with its force
and my wrists are stained with burst capillaries below my skin.
My spirit fights it
and after a while,
I am slumped- and broken to the fight
and I become part of the world-
succomming to the temptations to perpetuate my own unhappiness.
When you are worn out
How do you generate the strength to stand up?
When I typed that I imagined a man sitting with no legs.
slumped against a brick wall
and I remembered when I was told stories of how those with no legs can still sense the legs that don't exist
I remember some philosophers saying that that sensation is proof of a soul.
And it connected just now.
Just because you don't have something doesn't mean you can't sense it
It doesn't mean that it doesn't necessarily exist.
When I feel broken and my wrists ache
When I feel like Im in bondage
You can't harp on it.
You cant focus on the negative
There is a beauty in those bruises
For that pain in your wrists- that exhaustion-
you know what that was???
IT WAS YOUR EFFORT
It was your voice.
What a conviction do I have if I am willing to fight so hard?
The recognition of your strength should be enough for you to realize that it isn't the force binding you-
Its your acceptance of it and your tuning to it.
When you tune to the negative of this world- you absorb it.
Life is full of ups and downs.
Struggles and pitfalls.
But when you find yourself in a pit
remind yourself of the mountains you were on not long ago.
Trust in your strength.
Recognize your fight within
Accept that not everything flows freely,
and sometimes Gravity snags you so you can appreciate yourself and who you are.
Thank you life's challenges
you are building me