One more thing done under the sun, tardily dries, distinctiveness slowly losing, dropping like a bubble in the air and dribble to its natural thin intermittent stream. We commence to rule over it and wish we shouldn’t have hastened things up.
This truly happens and appearing so real with how we cling to something can really cause deep pain and frustrations.
Wait, that is molded by understanding is much more beneficial than waiting itself. Binding one’s time and controlling one’s breath when you’re not yet ready is like walking without spirit and soul, just like how walking dead movie does.
I have come across the different situations as I traverse to the art of confusions, mountains of struggle, valleys of hindrance, streams of inimical and even joining and enjoying the rain of doubts. These really drove me to the stream of awareness. I started drowning, trapped in the sinking hole’s, enclosing myself to the barred cell, howling at the moon like a beast in the forest, and uttering with unrestrained outcry but nobody’s listening. Everything is horrifying and I am howling in agony. I was there, I witnessed every single bead of clear saline fluid, the soundless pain, frustrations, and the longing for peace. The continuous stream of unedited chronological flow of experiences looming overhead.
I was tired, very tired. How I pick myself up is a big battle, since I even don’t know where to begin. It’s a complete cheerless journey. I begin to question many things, I hate the world for throwing all these things to me. I blame myself for having no power to surmount all these.
Me, You, and Everyone of us are really crossing of this bridge that even a strong person in the whole world met this bridge and slipped up. It is our nature and none could ever evade the bridge. This is not about your struggles or my struggles. Its not about how big your problem is and how small mine. It’s not even how strong you are and how weak, I am or the other direction. Only a decision to stop clinging to something deeply. We have to find out how to let go for things that we don’t own and not for us. For matters that are only last for a moment, and not forever. We have to learn how to accept every situation that are adding up our way. The beauty of waiting with understanding, and then we won’t regret when it’s gone. Embrace the beauty of moving on, enfold the present with peace and harmony, learn from the past experiences and keep proceeding forward in the future. A goods future that is waiting ahead and ready to welcome you with an open arm
But I’m not saying that gathering our own feet could be real easy. It requires time, but never prolong your agony. The power of picking yourself up is in your hand. You determine when to stop those and how long you see yourself clinging. Pack your pick and keep moving forward.