Unknown Veracity
Time; such a riddle that besets me on my way towards attaining my goal that i've set out to accomplish. What riddles lay in between me and such an end, that should retain my inner peace so that i should not have this constant feeling of unbalance and this need of ignorance towards my silent hurts. There's not another soul that can comprehend me. You say i lie? No, i tell you nay! Human demeanor is such that not a single person shall be able to fully comprehend the other, but what is to stop you from relating to me? I did not speak of that now, did i?
The waves that wash over this unbearable chasis of pain shall be gone and i shall be at constant calm with myself. My inner clashes shall be washed away, and then a shall arise; not one of victory but one of everlasting serenity that shall fill me with the powers to remain as jolly and spear-headed in anything i do. My will shall bloom fully and none shall be able to stop my pursuit of veracity. But, there is a question that should first be answered, what is this ultimatum that i seek?
I suppose for most folk, it is when the start to realise that they are within the grips of death; when they are on their slow descent to eternal rest; when there is nothing else to seek, that they would entertain this innocent yearning that has been set since the beginning of their lives. Full of lust and competition, that's how we comprehend our lives. I cannot say that i am free from this utterly contradictory meaningless but profitable race against time, for i too am caught within its rush; i too am caught within the current.
However, there were moments when i was reminded of that silent will to dominate my overwhelming urge to do battle and settle down to restore myself by ways of seeking my origins. I seek that which brought me the intuition and strength to become what i've becoming. I seek that which brought me the understanding of worldly events that allowed me to comprehend and cope with my problems with a largely satisfactory and flawless action. That feeling or emotion, is what brought me towards a will to weild my ability to perceive my path on a greater, more larger picture. I cannot say that it is my truth, because this is not only mine to hold. It is the benign truth of how the world and its people recycle themselves. It is the veracity of the circle that we are dominated by. It's you life my fellow people, it is your life!
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