The dreamworld of reality

[BrokedownPalace]

My heart has two sides, of fire and of ice. I’m lacking sufficient sanity to heed the right advice. Knowing and doing are two different things. My mind is playing in reverse, it always leads me directly to the worst. Living in this dream is not a sufficient reality, this plane of existence is an open ended nightmare. The fork in the road tempts me, choosing the right direction is not a viable option. I choose to go left, but I am never right. I choose to go right, but the road is paved by potholes and roadblocks. The soldiers of society commanding the detours, left, right, left, right, left, right, they’ll shoot you on the spot. You have three options. But they are all the same.

This game of Life is no fun anymore, bankrupt and heartbroken I forfeit my turn. The grand prize is on back-order, you’ll never receive it. We’re all working towards the ultimate goal, the goal of passing on to yet another plane of reality. What happens there, only the creators know. Earth is a zoo, a circus, a constant up and down roller coaster and the brakes seem to have failed. Buckle your seat belt, it is a turbulent ride. Ride the Farris wheel , stop it at the top please. Take in the view, a landscape painted with artificial colors and aesthetic pleasures to dull the non-thinking minds of the people of today.

Work hard, don’t lie, save your money. For what? We’re all just gonna fuckin’ die anyways.. A pawn in this chess game, but it is far from black and white. The winners are the losers and the losers are nothing. Nothing but a fool dressed in Armani suits purchased with their hard earned money from their meaningless desk jobs on Wall Street. Well guess what. The market will crash, and so will you. Living with no expectations means you can never get let down.

Despite this grand illusion, I, like the rest, wish to live contently. A life without drama, without hardships, without arguments. My heart has two sides and they are dragging me away. My heart isn’t red anymore, it is barely beating. True love comes and goes but I wish I could make it stay. Love is indeed real and I can feel it. The one and only thing that gives me hope that I could be all wrong about this world. The happiness felt from love is unparalleled, but something I manage to lose due to my foolishness.

Why can’t I just be happy?

 

[panic in paradise]

Old Hindu Words:



..... for yesterday is but a dream
and tomorrow is only a vision,
but today well lived
makes every yesterday a dream of happiness,
and every tomorrow a vision of hope
Look well therefore to this day !

Such - is the Salvation of Thee Dawn

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"Take in the view, a landscape painted with artificial colors and aesthetic pleasures to dull the non-thinking minds of the people of today."

this is when black/dark can become interesting...
sounds like you are there, and what you have said is true about color and non-thinking minds is very true in ways. dark doesnt even fucking exist with out, light. in so many metaphors and analogies being alone in a 'dark|park', caaan be the most vivid and enlightening, because all that exists there is ...

and when the sun does rise, nature may return to you in a whole new light.


i feel like adding that:
im not a wispy washy person - ive paid my horrors and am only -accepting- of more - if need be.
"fuck it"
dip in steaming water - churn and boil - reach in and grab - squeeze and ring - shake into the air - hang to dry in the sun - bran spanky new, again


.....
or something
~ heh

 

[onthenodintulsa]

I'm a fan. I like your writing style and share many of the same thoughts and feelings so I found it easy to relate to.