As the days passed, the nights became shorter and louder.
The only existing time left was the ten hours or so that the sun was out. How
was a normal life possible when time did not really exist?
If a heart is filled with anguish, then the soul becomes
restless and it begins to lose itself. When the mind has too many crowding
thoughts, then it becomes flooded with fear. It is not easy to understand the
struggle people hold as they age and realize life is not a playground, but a
maze that they are anxious to solve. In reality it takes a lifetime to actually
find the exit to that maze.
Sometimes, thinking that having all the answers for all
problems becomes the actual problem. As everything in life is turned into a
math problem that needs a logical and precise answer to feel satisfied, human
sanity begins to stray as a result. It is more convenient and useful to just let
things unravel themselves, because then the answers are right there, clear as sun
rays shining through a beautiful diamond.
Sitting here trying to figure out what these words mean may
only lead to a headache or thoughts that I have gone insane, and considering
all the things that are in my body at this moment that could be an accurate
conclusion. The truth is that I am more sane than ever. I might have lost it
for a bit, and as anyone else, I tried to go and find it. However, that hunt
proved to be pointless. See, I just let IT find me. This pen that drafted this
short philosophy about life is IT. IT always finds me. Writing is what calms me,
soothes me, moves me and wakes me up. Clarity to my world is here. Do not try
to decipher what I have written, instead, write down the first thing that makes
sense to you.
Lots of love.
