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personal"Love is the delusion that one woman is different from another"
- H. L. Mencken
Sometimes one must lose one's self to find your own worth. Sometimes the inevitable passing away of all things brings sadness. Other times it brings appreciation. Sometimes getting through a moment requires looking to the future and remembering the past.Sometimes seizing the moment means letting go of the future and the past. Sometimes a person who wrongs those who care seems to forget love. Sometimes those who care wrong those who love by forgetting them.
Shadowed hearts can be a cold dwelling, but in an empty heart one can see an opportunity. The heart abhors a vacuum. Solace found outside the ego is fleeting, arbitrary and uncertain. Solace can only be found in the sanctuary of each particular moment, perceived appropriately. If one can maintain such perception in consecutive moments, then a feeling may be found that can be called comfort.
The acceptance of the impermanence of our world may not lead to despair, but rather may lead to intensity of character and drive to pursue the path of greater happiness and help dull the pain of broken futures with the anesthesia of inevitability.
I am karmic roadkill. The vultures peck at the flesh of my self, greedily fighting over the carcass in warm air filled not with the smell of death, but definitely the absence of life. Forcing an inner eye to look upon the victim, one can be changed. Revulsion may be replaced with awe upon seeing not the uneaten dead, but a structure, skeletal and stark, gleaming white, and representing the base of being before hidden under layers of ragged flesh. The atoms of its structure vibrate and shift constantly despite the apparent lifelessness of the scene. Each atom- forged in the heart of a star in earlier generations of stars when time was new and oneness was the norm- serving as a tiny reminder of the importance of one's own insignificance.
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- H. L. Mencken
Sometimes one must lose one's self to find your own worth. Sometimes the inevitable passing away of all things brings sadness. Other times it brings appreciation. Sometimes getting through a moment requires looking to the future and remembering the past.Sometimes seizing the moment means letting go of the future and the past. Sometimes a person who wrongs those who care seems to forget love. Sometimes those who care wrong those who love by forgetting them.
Shadowed hearts can be a cold dwelling, but in an empty heart one can see an opportunity. The heart abhors a vacuum. Solace found outside the ego is fleeting, arbitrary and uncertain. Solace can only be found in the sanctuary of each particular moment, perceived appropriately. If one can maintain such perception in consecutive moments, then a feeling may be found that can be called comfort.
The acceptance of the impermanence of our world may not lead to despair, but rather may lead to intensity of character and drive to pursue the path of greater happiness and help dull the pain of broken futures with the anesthesia of inevitability.
I am karmic roadkill. The vultures peck at the flesh of my self, greedily fighting over the carcass in warm air filled not with the smell of death, but definitely the absence of life. Forcing an inner eye to look upon the victim, one can be changed. Revulsion may be replaced with awe upon seeing not the uneaten dead, but a structure, skeletal and stark, gleaming white, and representing the base of being before hidden under layers of ragged flesh. The atoms of its structure vibrate and shift constantly despite the apparent lifelessness of the scene. Each atom- forged in the heart of a star in earlier generations of stars when time was new and oneness was the norm- serving as a tiny reminder of the importance of one's own insignificance.
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