(for my friend.)
You find happiness difficult
while opposing it is effortless.
You find conflict and grievance everywhere you decide to put your despair.
It manifests from a place
that you perceive unbearable.
You lose yourself in suffering and sadness
while ignoring the reality that most things are tolerable and quite nice.
You lose perspective when what you limit yourself to see is a wounded place in time and space.
while the question obsessively remains inside your heart and head… is this it ?….
You are special and deserve more.
How big must you become to overwhelm your instinct to self-consume and self-loathe?
A better way indeed is needed.
stop yourself… pause…now
breath.
Remind yourself that the likelihood that somewhere in some universe, you are living the life you now desperately want because somehow scientifically,cosmically, it’s your existance and you know it’s possible and you’re okay with living this life because your turn is next and you’ve been through too much and you deserve a fucking break… a sign… you’ll wait…. then wait for more. you like to wait. you enjoy waiting. you slightly dislike waiting. you don’t really like waiting. you want to punch things when you have to wait. you feel violent when you have to wait. waiting is the opposite of how someone would describe you. waiting is exactly what you do. the sign does not exist.the sign is like santa Claus. the sign is in your imagination. the sign is pretty tricky. the sign is exactly what you put your attention to. don’t you see?
This
concept
is
worth
a
brief
smile.
