A
grand and wondrous stage we all appear on. Colors so bright and
vibrant. Life quick and fleeting to the old, yet so new and long
to the young. A picture taken captures merely an image, but the
essence of the meaning to it escapes the record. A follower becomes
a leader and vise versa. All to short and yet a moment lasts forever.
The characters created, played and developed all in the blink
of an eye; for the curtain falls to quickly for all.
At
times there are moments that pass so quickly in our lives, lived
to the fullest, enjoyed, savored. The good and the bad are what
make our characters who they are, you cannot have one without
the other. A sum of our means and experience as we dance through
this play we have been casted in. Are we only pawns in a game
of something larger than we dare to dream, or do we create this
life as we go; the people and events we encounter created for
our own convenience.
Some
say life is what you make it, but what if it isn't. What if we
all travel on a predetermend path. Our destiny decided at the
hand of another, or by a random selector that we dare not question.
The highs and lows of our lives watched and choreographed for
an others pure amusement. If we all were to stop and look around
for what isn't the obvious at one time, would the answers be clearer
or would they be harder to see? How often have you seen the world?
Really seen it? Stopped, watched, and listened to everything that
surrounds you till it consumed you, and you lost all contact with
the reality that was created for you, and were told is real.
Maybe
there is more to it all than we have been tricked to see. The
man who wanders in the street singing to himself, is he crazy
or does he know something we don't. The rich man who goes through
life with everything he touches turns to gold. The wonder in a
newborns eyes when they encounter something so mundane to you,
but wondrous and exciting to them. Is their vision pure, impartial,
free from bias and judgment? Do they see what we have been deprogrammed
to see? Who is happier, us for not seeing it, or them for experiencing
it? Do you think your reality is more real than, say, mine. It
is to you, but does that make it any less important?
One
time in my life, I sat in a field. Sat and just let my mind run
free. Thinking about all that I could and not thinking at all.
There I sat till a wondrous thing happened, the sun came up. Such
a simple thing, a thing I had dismissed so many times in my life,
but at this moment; free from my day to day preprogrammed destiny
it became the most wondrous thing I could ever imagine. Its deep
colors changing with every moment as it spread a crossed its sky
like it had done so many times before. At that moment I realized
that I was seeing something I would never see again, each one
is different; just as the moments in our lives, the last one not
the same as this one, or the next. Free from my bindings, my starving
soul drank in each second, and I savored this event like I had
no other.
Am
I strange? On drugs? Just weird? No (with a small smile), this
moment meant more to me than most others in my life, because for
one moment I was free. Free from people, objects, and the weight
felt from day to day life; free from all of the things that I
was taught to want and need. Freedom, true freedom is a feeling
that we experience very seldom in our lives, and for some not
at all. A feeling I wish to all of you in your journeys.
I
wrote this for all of you, all of my friends, enemies, and people
I have not had the pleasure to know. I wrote this to show, and
tell you, there is more. The dream that you think of when you
let your mind wander in the day, is real. It doesn't exist in
the reality you were duped into accepting with open arms. It is
in your reality, the one you dare not reveal or acknowledge, because
someone a long time ago told you it was wrong. The reality, that
when thought of makes your heart ache with what seems to be pain.
It isn't pain my friends, it is a true freedom, that you haven't
felt before, trying to fill and escape you.
The
sum of our parts, held together by our feelings, emotions, and
experiences. The yin and the yang, the dark and the light, the
taught reality and your reality. They must all exist for anything
to exist, you cannot have one without the other.
To experience
a moment is to live forever, and when the curtain falls, know
that the moments you had were just that.......yours.
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