Oil to fire
A reveberating feeling of falling, deeper and deeper, all the way down to the place where nothing exists, including yourself. The moments that are capable of lasting for a lifetime are as if the sky lost its blue hue and the sea was dry and desolate - when they are gone. For a few seconds of love can match a lifetime of tears and it would be the only weakness that man would show. It would be the one and only fatality that man would accept, one that lasts no longer than his life should last. From the moment you are born, there is nothing more that you will want or need; and it is the times of lacking that strike us as the worst of our times.
Why then, are we so loveless? Day by day, we seek the sanctuary that we seek from the stress of society and the wicked ways of our own kind. We are not the people that we want others to be to us. Thus, we are hypocrites that deceive others to believe what they should be and yet we do not make effort to make ourselves better people. What else should we expect from others? What else should you expect?
If you are but a human being, see to it that you are imperfect and see to it even more that you try to be perfect. Your will is one that drives the entire planet, it seeks to make a place to exist with pleasure and perfect contentment. But the imbalance exists because we are being such purveyors of meaningless truths, which lies on a thin thread of hope. That feeling of hope, is by its own a powerful thing. Our imagination breaks us free of the ends of misery and places a hand down grasp happiness, only when there is still that sense of hope. To this mysterious yet powerful condition, we are seekers. But it is not all that wish to share the task of holding on, and everyone just wishes to give up. Thus, a meaningless life lies ahead because we have nothing to hold on to.
Be you the one who starts the fire that burns?
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