The Walk That Lasts A Lifetime: Of Letting Go and Moving On

You humans simply savour creating bonds of all sorts of relationships as you progress in life. In parallel you also continue to sever the bonds that you once formed. So for those of you humans with mad observation skills, you would by now have realised as how both the acts above that simultaneously occur are both contradictory of one another. With sheer logic – provided of course you have successfully managed to ascend to a higher plane and managed to acquire skills to advance logic (by which you are able to tell that 2 + 2 = more than 2) – you should manage to come to the conclusion to which the effects towards a person are also contradictory. How an act from the above would make one considerable elated the other would in turn make one considerably poignant – as to which makes one feel which I dare not hypothesize – so what an observer would casually wonder as to why you humans choose to religiously continue such a stale circle of events, and this observer believes that he has indeed come to a conclusion as to why you dimwits simply continue going round your stale roundabout.

You humans have this unnerving desire to feel pain… you want to be hurt… you want to suffer… that deep down under the smiles you plaster over your plasticized faces you want to simply cry and feel helpless… you need to feel weak… you need to feel the insignificance of your existence… you need to fall… it helps remind you of who you are…. Who you were… and who you’re going to be… feeling insignificant makes you feel at ease… it takes off the burden of which the whole world depends on you waking up the next morning… no matter how much you desire acknowledgement and power… deep down you will always want to hide and stay in your own hole minding your own business… living life one step at a time… utterly insignificant in the Divine Plan…

And as to why you form bonds… you form them to secretly savour breaking them at the end of the day… to savour the pain… and the feeling of helplessness… You do not want to let go… you do not want to move on… it hurts you… but deep down… you love every moment of it…

Something to ponder upon

“Dear Gladys, I really don’t think it is quite right,” said the Duchess feebly unbuttoning a rather soiled kid glove.

“Nothing interesting ever is,” said Lady Windermere

Lord Arthur Savile’s Crime – Oscar Wilde, 1854 – 1900

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Yet another advice for those who walk this walk to death... if you were to buy new galsses be careful of the frame you choose... cause when i put my new one on... it gave me one hell of a headache...

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