Sometimes I feel as though I am travelling
through time without a reason. I feel as though I
am lost, and begin to wonder in which direction I
should head. I am pulled by invisible strings of
temptation and addiction, towards sporadic
desires which dissipate as quickly as they
appeared. In an attempt to make sense of my life,
I look within, but am confronted only with
unsolvable riddles. I have tried to open the Door
of Truth, but am unable with my Key of Hypocrisy.
Aid from others has become a crutch with which I
now heavily rely upon. I drown myself in
sensation, and thus dull the overall effect of my
efforts. Friendship is a foreign design which I
have often times struggled to construct.
Hard times are experienced by all, and yet I find
it easiest to portray mine in text. It is now
that I question my motives, and my goals I have
set. It is now I sit and ponder, elbow to knee,
fist to chin, in an attempt to unveil my true
sense of purpose. When my soul discovers a
purpose in this world, it is never fully
concrete. In a never-ending maze, I
find myself back where I started every single
time. My brain provides a simple answer to my
dilemma, and that is my existence is made
permanent and real only by the perceptions
broadcasted and received from other people.
Without the existence of such outside forces, I
am without the demons which both haunt me, and
save me.
While no one's life may reach perfection, the
constant efforts to achieve it never cease. Each
day people absorb themselves in activites which
either empower their ability to obtain
perfection, or desensitize their willpower and
desire to obtain perfection. To some people,
myself included, these "baby-step" activites can
be downfalls. Lost within the Routine of Life,
and struggling to exist in a world where change
is considered a good thing, I feel my internal
flame growing weaker. Those who can understand my
plight, can also respect my efforts. It is with
much hard work that happiness is obtained, and
even then, it is never gauranteed to stay around.
Those with the ability to re-obtain happiness
throughout their lives are the ones who enjoy it
the most.
How, then, does one re-obtain happiness from
within, when no outside forces exist to
stimulate it?
through time without a reason. I feel as though I
am lost, and begin to wonder in which direction I
should head. I am pulled by invisible strings of
temptation and addiction, towards sporadic
desires which dissipate as quickly as they
appeared. In an attempt to make sense of my life,
I look within, but am confronted only with
unsolvable riddles. I have tried to open the Door
of Truth, but am unable with my Key of Hypocrisy.
Aid from others has become a crutch with which I
now heavily rely upon. I drown myself in
sensation, and thus dull the overall effect of my
efforts. Friendship is a foreign design which I
have often times struggled to construct.
Hard times are experienced by all, and yet I find
it easiest to portray mine in text. It is now
that I question my motives, and my goals I have
set. It is now I sit and ponder, elbow to knee,
fist to chin, in an attempt to unveil my true
sense of purpose. When my soul discovers a
purpose in this world, it is never fully
concrete. In a never-ending maze, I
find myself back where I started every single
time. My brain provides a simple answer to my
dilemma, and that is my existence is made
permanent and real only by the perceptions
broadcasted and received from other people.
Without the existence of such outside forces, I
am without the demons which both haunt me, and
save me.
While no one's life may reach perfection, the
constant efforts to achieve it never cease. Each
day people absorb themselves in activites which
either empower their ability to obtain
perfection, or desensitize their willpower and
desire to obtain perfection. To some people,
myself included, these "baby-step" activites can
be downfalls. Lost within the Routine of Life,
and struggling to exist in a world where change
is considered a good thing, I feel my internal
flame growing weaker. Those who can understand my
plight, can also respect my efforts. It is with
much hard work that happiness is obtained, and
even then, it is never gauranteed to stay around.
Those with the ability to re-obtain happiness
throughout their lives are the ones who enjoy it
the most.
How, then, does one re-obtain happiness from
within, when no outside forces exist to
stimulate it?
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