Vanishing Behind Pale Deceit
 

Vanishing Behind Pale Deceit

Chaos lingers in the frail reality of what was always meant to be. We have very little to do with the end results. You are not in control of what is inevitably coming your way. Becoming a millionaire or living your days out poor and on the street, it makes no difference if you’re you or me. Truth burns inside a mind blowing away awareness which few become attune to before that very moment they are placed into a fragile state of being. We are not immortal. We are walking death. We are birthed to died. So, what is our purpose? To find a cure to that dark tunnel into a shadowy grave?

I think I know what the point of it all is. I think I understand the human goal of life. I fear we are not completely living it or fighting to make a difference. But, maybe we’re really here to make the Earth a suitable living environment for insects as they come to consume the world once our race is gone. I’d like to be positive and think about possibilities ahead of us. I like to think humans are meant to connect to something, someone, to some life out there awaiting for that chance to be a part of an existence bigger than ourselves.

My mind and body have been so tired of late. This last year was a long hard one. Taking me to another place in my heart filled with emptiness gathered on a land I have no control over. I couldn’t even focus as much as I wanted to. My brain was destroying me in a field of weird actions and I became consumed in my own self pity sliced over in darkness. I want it to stop. I want people to begin. I want to connect to life again. I am living two months beyond when I was told I should have been dead. That is a lot to fathom when you wake up. I want my next steps to be into the light of personal opportunity.

We get one life and I know I want to live doing the things I enjoy while connecting with people around me.