Monday, May 25, 2009

I wonder if perfection exists. I wonder if there are moments where everything feels right. No stray thoughts, no doubts. Just you and your moment and its perfection on every side. Why we go after something outside of ourselves I do not know. But I do know that I do just that. These words "I" and "want" are perhaps two of the most destructive words there are. But I do want. And so do you. It's what makes us real. I so want to be real. At the same time, so much of me does not feel like this is reality, like this is where we are supposed to be. So much of me exists somewhere else. So much of me is ensnared by the dream. Every one of us has a life, and a dream. But I do not believe in humanity's originality and therefore I do believe that while there is a writer who creates a character who ensnares your imagination, or captures your heart, there is hope. Because there is someone else out there who felt the need for that existence and so there must be more. There must be someone who understands just as much. Is it safe here? Are we safe anywhere? Everywhere we go we are accompanied by humanity, and humanity is one of the most disturbing concepts I have ever come across. A dream is always possible. Somehow. There has to be a place where someone is living their dream. Because then it's worth it, all the pain humanity endures and puts us through, all the words, all the miseries, all the tragedies, all the griefs. All the things we wish for, all the uncertainties that makes us cry. All of that is only worth it if someone somewhere is living their dream. Maybe that is the balance, of what you want and what somebody else wants. We need to want, so that we can find our dream, and then live it. And then the fact that we are will give inspiration to the billion others who are not. It all matters so much, and it all matters so little. That's not me being cryptic. I am trying to find that balance. I am trying to figure out what is worth it, and why. I'd like someone to come around and tell me. I'd like to know that somebody knows. In their every moment, they have an understanding of the world around them that is not perfect, but is perfectly balanced. I'd like to say hello.

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