The life you so wish to figure out has not only gone from finding yourself from within but finding your path to enlightenment in the real world. A world that was full of contradictions, ridiculous expectations and standards that people are made to believe in. But not me, I had set myself a task to find my own unique path. One that did not rely on the opinions of others or one that followed others. It was a journey for me to find the inner me.
But I didn't understand what society wanted from me. They wanted to ostracise somebody for following their own divine path. A society of nobodies wanting to keep you from being somebody. Like it was cool to be nobody, doing what nobodies do. But how could you stop the whispers from those who didn't know any better? Would it be wrong to doubt if you could do better? Or would you prove to the world that you could do it. That you had what it takes to keep your dreams alive.
These were the questions I would ask myself. Repeatedly. Daily. Like some kind of new
cult ritual.
See, what I found was a little bit of dreams were in my nightmares and a little bit of nightmares in my dreams. A little laughter in the screams and a little bit of screams in a little laughter. A little bit of love in a heart full of hate and a little heartbreak in a heart full of love. A little bit of you in a tiny bit of me and a little tiny bit I could find in you. A little bit of us in a little child and a little child you could find in us. A little bit of a failure in success and a little bit of success in our failure. Welcome to a life of contradictions.
You could be anywhere in the world trying to find yourself and you would find that sadness in the happiness and a little bit of tears in the corner of the eyes as they smiled. That was the journey we so destined ourselves to take. But could we complete it without the death of one another is still yet to be seen. A journey between you and me.
One that lead me across the world to find that the lost soul still had some travelling to do. That finding yourself wasn't as easy as seeing what life was like in Paris or what family you could find in Serbia. What history could be found in Germany, Berlin or Hungary. Thats just history. Everyone has a story that isn't yet over and still needs to be completed to see the end product.
We are all at our own point of development and discovery. We are evolving. We are changing and adapting to a new world. No day is the same as the last, yet we sometimes discover something old, new or rediscover what we once knew. We lose our ways trying to adapt to a crazy world because we lose who we truly are through the impact others have on us. But will we find ourselves again or will we be lost. Lost forever? Only God knows.
A journey to finding me right here lost in the eyes of the world but not lost in the hearts that truly mattered. In which that would be mine. One that lead me to know if I had to set quest to find the real me. The mountain had beckoned me to begin. Only I would know what i'd find when I eventually make it to the top.
The spiritual me.
Let the story continue..
But I didn't understand what society wanted from me. They wanted to ostracise somebody for following their own divine path. A society of nobodies wanting to keep you from being somebody. Like it was cool to be nobody, doing what nobodies do. But how could you stop the whispers from those who didn't know any better? Would it be wrong to doubt if you could do better? Or would you prove to the world that you could do it. That you had what it takes to keep your dreams alive.
These were the questions I would ask myself. Repeatedly. Daily. Like some kind of new
cult ritual.
See, what I found was a little bit of dreams were in my nightmares and a little bit of nightmares in my dreams. A little laughter in the screams and a little bit of screams in a little laughter. A little bit of love in a heart full of hate and a little heartbreak in a heart full of love. A little bit of you in a tiny bit of me and a little tiny bit I could find in you. A little bit of us in a little child and a little child you could find in us. A little bit of a failure in success and a little bit of success in our failure. Welcome to a life of contradictions.
You could be anywhere in the world trying to find yourself and you would find that sadness in the happiness and a little bit of tears in the corner of the eyes as they smiled. That was the journey we so destined ourselves to take. But could we complete it without the death of one another is still yet to be seen. A journey between you and me.
One that lead me across the world to find that the lost soul still had some travelling to do. That finding yourself wasn't as easy as seeing what life was like in Paris or what family you could find in Serbia. What history could be found in Germany, Berlin or Hungary. Thats just history. Everyone has a story that isn't yet over and still needs to be completed to see the end product.
We are all at our own point of development and discovery. We are evolving. We are changing and adapting to a new world. No day is the same as the last, yet we sometimes discover something old, new or rediscover what we once knew. We lose our ways trying to adapt to a crazy world because we lose who we truly are through the impact others have on us. But will we find ourselves again or will we be lost. Lost forever? Only God knows.
A journey to finding me right here lost in the eyes of the world but not lost in the hearts that truly mattered. In which that would be mine. One that lead me to know if I had to set quest to find the real me. The mountain had beckoned me to begin. Only I would know what i'd find when I eventually make it to the top.
The spiritual me.
Let the story continue..
