Almost all the time that I think about my life, I regret, I smile, I chuckle but most importantly I think of the things that I shouldn’t have done . Every minute of every hour and every hour of each day I am on a quest for answers to questions that don’t exist. Questions that have a relevance to our identity and our spot in this grandiose world.
Human beings are complex creatures, but their complexity is just as unique as their simplicity. One man cries on a death, the other laughs harder inside. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure. Death and life are two sides of the coin but what lies in the middle is what makes the most difference. This middle ground is where we’re different. This middle ground is what sets our impression of who we are. I want to relive today, but to what extent is that possible. I want to go back to yesterday, is that realistic ?. What makes my today different from yesterday? I want to know the next move of this middle ground game. The move that makes me win it. Where is the win? what if there is a perfect move what happens after it? What if there isn’t ? Worse still, what if moving wasn’t an option ? Is being lost a valid feeling? What happens when you’ve got nowhere to go, or you don’t know if there is such a thing as somewhere. See we fail to universally accept that direction is only what defines the path we follow. Follow and justify, do and reason, cause and consequence . These are just some of the common ways in which mankind builds blocks of the game. Done something without reason, supported a cause without a consequence, followed a path without justification, achieved a goal without a strategy. To belong, to reside and to be part of something is a key challenge for many from the rich to the poor, the educated to the illiterate. How far does this belonging reach ? How does it feel to not belong ? Does it have limits or do we set our own limits for it? Well, if that’s true there sure must lie a point at which we don’t want this affinity, this sense of belonging or as some may call it inclusion. At that point can it be sure that we are set free ? Even if we are, what is it that we’re free from ? Is this free not as liberating as one wants it to be ? The freedom that makes us do things that were unthinkable, a freedom that brings us closer to ourselves yet sets us apart from others. A freedom that is beyond the bare definition of freedom. a freedom with infinite opportunities and equally infinite unfortunate events. Limits are made to be broken just like rules. That’s the whole reason they exist. It’s still surprising that even our freedom isn’t the same for us despite our constantly appearing universal need for inclusion. Someone’s act of emancipation is another’s act of restraint. A neutral act that doesn’t exist, either free or trapped, is there an option in between the two. In this race to the survival of the fittest, we often forget about the inbetweener. The one that runs the race is not to win or lose, not to defeat . They are just part of the game with an almost unknown purpose. If you’re able to find this purpose, I’ll be impressed not because you’re enlightening people that don’t know about it but because you’re certain that you’ve found it. Until then, keep chasing it… identify it, define it, reason it and then contradict it until it, it is nothing …
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