What is it that gives life meaning? A purpose. Brings happiness.
Is it that big fancy house? That promotion? Shiny new wheels in your garage? That hot date on a Friday night? Those branded clothes and accessories you spent your whole month’s paycheck on?
Or is it something else?
Meaning can be found in just about anything, if you want to.
If you stay asleep. Drug yourself. Talk yourself into it. Lie to yourself. Make yourself believe that it’s all you’ve ever wanted.
Or were you gently rocked into it? Since the day you were born.
What is it that gives life meaning?
When you can no longer stay asleep.
When your gaze can’t stop at the veil, but always wanders beyond it.
When everything around you becomes background noise.
And someone else speaks to you from within.
Society seems to be designed a certain way. You and I must follow the rules or endure judgement and exclusion. At best.
But why is it that we cannot stray from the perfectly painted lines? Why must our lives follow the paths set for us? By others, too of flesh and blood. Just like us.
For those of us, restless. Who cannot conform, bend to anyone’s will. There is a variety of weapons to choose from. To fight our way through. Just to live our truth, create and follow our own path.
The most powerful of them all is always with us. Within us. It is the heart. And that is all we need. Because tearing your heart open for the world to see is your most powerful weapon. It creates waves that transcend time and space, and uplifts others to live their truth. It changes the world.
Follow your heart and let it speak. It may not be easy, but it is the most rewarding way to live. It is the source of true joy and happiness.
There are times when I stop understanding. Things like hatred towards other human beings. Just because they are the way they are. Just because… they exist.
When I step away from fear and into love, I can no longer grasp why. Why is there even a need to shun those who aren’t even harming anyone. Those who just wish to be themselves, to live.
Why did we design a world like this? Yes. We did. It’s all in our hands to change it. Just because things are the way they are doesn’t mean they should be like this.
Walking through life asleep. Afraid. Surviving. That’s all so many of us have known, and we don’t even know it. It’s safer that way. But is it life?
I like those times when I stop understanding. When I’m awake. When I look around and see the beauty despite the pain.