What a life indeed,
no matter what, I have what I've had.
Albeit, I am sad about a lot of things, my overall happiness has not been hindered by my temporary overwhelming supply of alternate emotions.
There are many feelings felt that cannot be expressed with any of our simple little words. Feelings which repulse our logic, working together to create a mush-mash of emotional stew. Feelings of rightness and wrongness, a coalescence that sinks you into a position of despair, grasping on with your last breath onto anything that feels right. Instincts are appreciated with a new soul, one who thrives on necessity, the necessity of happiness.
Leaving behind a past of regretful situations, I move on in hopes that I can fool myself, to hypnotize my brain into absorbing a new location as a new life. Maybe there is a chance for crisp experiences. Rattle my bones with the resonating sense of fresh inspiration.
WHO knows what experiences will truly rattle my bones and shake the consciousness. If the path seems right and full of heart, what could be the worst that comes of it? One carries their own demons.
WHO knows what experiences will change my ideas of life. What knowledge I will gain. What will change everything. Or assert me that everything is right as it is.
I wonder if I'll figure out what has been bugging me all this while...
My streaks of luck seem too good to be true sometimes.
They usually are.
But I always fall into the mindset of momentary belief. I Wonder Why.
coalesce. coalescence. coincidence. contortions of reality. concubine. constriction. condemnation. control.
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"Cranks are noble, because cranks are independent. A charlatan is a crank who sells out."
"I'm too young and led too sheltered a life. "
As Mark Twain said, "Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't."
they try to make the dream shoes fit the psychological feet.
“I argue that dreaming is not a parallel state but that it is consciousness itself, in the absence of input from the senses,” said Dr. Llinás, who makes the case in the book “I of the Vortex: From Neurons to Self” (M.I.T., 2001). Once people are awake, he argued, their brain essentially revises its dream images to match what it sees, hears and feels — the dreams are “corrected” by the senses.
let your old self die
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