Alien Vision
Smash Ace
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Link to original post: [drupal=4575]Unknown Tears[/drupal]
Life is everything to me even though that ''everything'' is very unknown to me. I had always watched things that go on in this world, and created my own ideas as to why it's there. I've never excluded burden from my life. I just wanted to carry everything on my shoulders, really. I chose to approach what challenged me head on my entire life. Sometimes I get lost in the middle between reality, and ''another place''. Sometimes my ego pushes me off my course from my sanctuary. Sometimes I make errors. But everytime--there will be millions of people who will want to break every sense of hope I have left for what I believe in. Because of what I believe in is the greatest burden of all. Because what I believe in is myself, and being that, what I want to do with my life has no physical appearance. It's a blind ambition that I would die for. It's my life. My soul. My energy. It is what defines me. The sheer power I feel inside me has nowhere to go. A sun trapped in darkness. Scoffed at through errors, and misconceptions. The reality I stand in will never advance, but the reality that I believe in will.
Have you ever cried but didn't know why? The mystery of your sorrow, as if it was buried inside of you somewhere that you never knew existed? Have you ever wished you could see what lies behind those tears? To be able to see memories, pictures, something in those tears to help us understand why we cry inside? I do. My grandma dies, but I end up tearing up to my mother's reaction to it, not the death itself. My cat died. I am the one who killed him by letting my anger take over me when I was younger, and I didn't cry even then. Yet, I can feel the pain. The corruption in this world. My hatred for what this world has turned into, and how people believe there is nothing we can do about it. It is converted into this power that is more than physical strength and mental strength combined.
I may not know why I cry to this world's chaos, and not myself. I may not know why I think I can do anything about this world. You know what I do know? That I am never going to ignore this world. This world is the biggest closet in our mind that we have stuffed things into for years, and years. I will see to it that I keep my closet clean. Afterall, I am the advocate of this closet and everything I decide to hide in it is upon my fear, and weakness--right? I will have no fear towards anything that imposes me as a human being who lives in this very moment. I will not let weakness take me down to a level of ignorance. I rather feel pain, and weight on my shoulders than breathe artificial air through my escape-goat persona I could create to ignore the pain. If we controlled ourselves, we could control the world's corruption after all, right?
It's a shame that only a handful of people have the reins for life, really. Alot of us drink, smoke, eat unhealthy, etc without a care in the world that is not the same as the lack of care we had as a child. The one we have now is out of fear and the lack of strength to carry burdens. The one we had as a child was because we were everything we wanted to be, there was nothing else to be had. Of course there will be some that didn't have a promising childhood, but that doesn't mean you have the ticket to receive pity your entire life. Everyday I walk these grounds and something devastating surfaces in my life, I quickly realise that somewhere in this world there is something 100 times worse than that could ever possibly be.
Why is it that the ''weird'' people are the ones who make a difference in this world? Like everyday is a clean white slate for our ignorance to play all over again. To deem something impossible. To bring people down. To think high of ourselves, and hide the majority of our errors. To live in this reality, and worship the ''ethics'' of life. Alot of the mystery is not really that much of a mystery when you see how much destruction that it induces every second around the world. How anyone is able to laugh this away and ignore it is a coward. You can acknowledge these things and still live a life even when you aren't ignoring the things that go on. The only reason why you choose not to is because it's a burden that has no answer behind it. There is nothing to gain from it. Sometimes, it's not about gaining something. It's about understanding more of the world, and the people around us that matters the most. To be able to carry a tower on your shoulders, even if it has nothing to do with you. You know these people are a part of life, and every bit of burden that this world, or it's people has to experience, that you take a part of, makes you just as much of a part of it as they are.
So everyday I tear without my own consent. Everyday I question how gullible people can be, and how this world was so easily dismantled. Why people choose only one side. Why people are afraid of the unknown, but at the same time spread it across the world. Why I am the monster in the darkness.. Why our negative emotions are being buried.. Why people protect the real monsters.. How these people were given the power to kill millions, when I just want this world to have more understanding in itself. The better of mankind. I believe that a real leader is a guardian who watches over with neutral power. Who believes not of right or wrong, but what makes sense in the end. When pieces of the puzzle fall in place. Who can share a world with any opposites, and be able to understand someone while still disagreeing with them. A world not for one self, but for all to freely express themselves. To be seen for who they are, and whom they want to be. No influences. No forcing to be something they are not. Of course corruption has gone too far to make that big of a change, but it's the little things that gave life to the bigger things in the end.
Just like the burden I chose to carry. Just like the mystery in my sorrow. Just like life now, and the life that I dream of.
''A soul without burden is a bird that flies freely that has to come down sooner or later to survive''.
Life is everything to me even though that ''everything'' is very unknown to me. I had always watched things that go on in this world, and created my own ideas as to why it's there. I've never excluded burden from my life. I just wanted to carry everything on my shoulders, really. I chose to approach what challenged me head on my entire life. Sometimes I get lost in the middle between reality, and ''another place''. Sometimes my ego pushes me off my course from my sanctuary. Sometimes I make errors. But everytime--there will be millions of people who will want to break every sense of hope I have left for what I believe in. Because of what I believe in is the greatest burden of all. Because what I believe in is myself, and being that, what I want to do with my life has no physical appearance. It's a blind ambition that I would die for. It's my life. My soul. My energy. It is what defines me. The sheer power I feel inside me has nowhere to go. A sun trapped in darkness. Scoffed at through errors, and misconceptions. The reality I stand in will never advance, but the reality that I believe in will.
Have you ever cried but didn't know why? The mystery of your sorrow, as if it was buried inside of you somewhere that you never knew existed? Have you ever wished you could see what lies behind those tears? To be able to see memories, pictures, something in those tears to help us understand why we cry inside? I do. My grandma dies, but I end up tearing up to my mother's reaction to it, not the death itself. My cat died. I am the one who killed him by letting my anger take over me when I was younger, and I didn't cry even then. Yet, I can feel the pain. The corruption in this world. My hatred for what this world has turned into, and how people believe there is nothing we can do about it. It is converted into this power that is more than physical strength and mental strength combined.
I may not know why I cry to this world's chaos, and not myself. I may not know why I think I can do anything about this world. You know what I do know? That I am never going to ignore this world. This world is the biggest closet in our mind that we have stuffed things into for years, and years. I will see to it that I keep my closet clean. Afterall, I am the advocate of this closet and everything I decide to hide in it is upon my fear, and weakness--right? I will have no fear towards anything that imposes me as a human being who lives in this very moment. I will not let weakness take me down to a level of ignorance. I rather feel pain, and weight on my shoulders than breathe artificial air through my escape-goat persona I could create to ignore the pain. If we controlled ourselves, we could control the world's corruption after all, right?
It's a shame that only a handful of people have the reins for life, really. Alot of us drink, smoke, eat unhealthy, etc without a care in the world that is not the same as the lack of care we had as a child. The one we have now is out of fear and the lack of strength to carry burdens. The one we had as a child was because we were everything we wanted to be, there was nothing else to be had. Of course there will be some that didn't have a promising childhood, but that doesn't mean you have the ticket to receive pity your entire life. Everyday I walk these grounds and something devastating surfaces in my life, I quickly realise that somewhere in this world there is something 100 times worse than that could ever possibly be.
Why is it that the ''weird'' people are the ones who make a difference in this world? Like everyday is a clean white slate for our ignorance to play all over again. To deem something impossible. To bring people down. To think high of ourselves, and hide the majority of our errors. To live in this reality, and worship the ''ethics'' of life. Alot of the mystery is not really that much of a mystery when you see how much destruction that it induces every second around the world. How anyone is able to laugh this away and ignore it is a coward. You can acknowledge these things and still live a life even when you aren't ignoring the things that go on. The only reason why you choose not to is because it's a burden that has no answer behind it. There is nothing to gain from it. Sometimes, it's not about gaining something. It's about understanding more of the world, and the people around us that matters the most. To be able to carry a tower on your shoulders, even if it has nothing to do with you. You know these people are a part of life, and every bit of burden that this world, or it's people has to experience, that you take a part of, makes you just as much of a part of it as they are.
So everyday I tear without my own consent. Everyday I question how gullible people can be, and how this world was so easily dismantled. Why people choose only one side. Why people are afraid of the unknown, but at the same time spread it across the world. Why I am the monster in the darkness.. Why our negative emotions are being buried.. Why people protect the real monsters.. How these people were given the power to kill millions, when I just want this world to have more understanding in itself. The better of mankind. I believe that a real leader is a guardian who watches over with neutral power. Who believes not of right or wrong, but what makes sense in the end. When pieces of the puzzle fall in place. Who can share a world with any opposites, and be able to understand someone while still disagreeing with them. A world not for one self, but for all to freely express themselves. To be seen for who they are, and whom they want to be. No influences. No forcing to be something they are not. Of course corruption has gone too far to make that big of a change, but it's the little things that gave life to the bigger things in the end.
Just like the burden I chose to carry. Just like the mystery in my sorrow. Just like life now, and the life that I dream of.
''A soul without burden is a bird that flies freely that has to come down sooner or later to survive''.
