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Saturday, May 24, 2014
There is no circle
‘Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds and at the same time, endlessly exposing them.’ - Annette Messager.
There is no circle. Karma is
something that we have been fed with for a long time now, and boy, does it feel
good to think that those that have wronged us will get a rod shoved up their ass
figuratively or literally. But it’s high time people started accepting that the
concept is one of convenience. Mostly, life leaves you hanging by. A lot of
people walk in and out at their will; some wounds are left gaping open. You
just learn and gather your shit together to move on, because maybe time can
numb it all down one day. One day when you finally accept that some closures
never happen. And you just have to deal with it.
There is no right or wrong,
but only perceptions. What is absolutely okay by me might seem completely atrocious
to you, but I am sorry, we will have to just deal with things the way they are.
Nobody made either of us God, and if
either of us thinks so, the one that does will only end up destroying the
other. Live your life by your choices and ideas. I deserve to live by mine. And
if this doesn’t sit good by you, let’s shake hands and go our separate ways
right here.
There is no circle. Most of
the people who seem to mean a lot to you right now might not be even in the
periphery of your life five years down the lane, inclusive of those who drift
away, those with whom rifts are created, and those who just develop a whole new
life around them because such a situation arose. No, it is not that you can treat people like
shit, but understand that whatever you do, or might decide to do, you owe it
more to yourself than those around you. Satisfying people has been registered
in our heads as a noble deed, but growing up ought to teach that it was an
overrated feeling. We owe our heads some peace before we owe anyone else
anything.
There is no back button. For
the better or the worse, if you made a step in either of those directions, just
own up to it. Make conscious choices and decisions, for your sake more than
anyone else’s. If it feels that doing something will make you happy, go right
ahead and do it. You are not explainable to anyone but the voices in your head.
If you are, they will eventually get to understanding; and if they disagree,
read the previous sentence, because. But there really is no back button. You
could try if you will, but it is and will remain to be a mangled reflection of
what it used to be before you raised your doubts about it – might as well man
up and accept it for what it is right now.
There is no circle. If age and
wisdom had anything to with each other on a linear graph, one would know that
the only way to go is that which the heart is yearning for, that which it is
screaming at the self inside right now. If you let it subside for reasons that are
labeled acceptable, responsible or deemed required, let this sink deep
within: this scenario unraveling inside the head right this very moment, the
wholeness it is sure to bring about, the meaning it is rendering to the broken
mess – this is what is being given up on, irreversibly. None of us get any
younger with every passing day. We all die eventually. The insides need to be
in peace before the same can be offered to any other being.
There is no ‘good silence.’
Not to be confused with the subtle art of listening or the beautiful blessing
that lets people connect on a different level. When something nags your head,
speak the fuck up. Keeping the silence being too afraid to hurt someone
talking, fearing the prospect of being judged, absolutely dreading rejection –
really, not worth it. You will go down
with a million ‘what if’s plaguing your head. If it does screw up after
speaking up, peace is granted to you at least in the knowledge that you did
try.
There is no circle. It is
pointless to beat oneself up thinking that whatever bad times that are tormenting you at the moment is because some bad Karma was accumulated in a time period that probably seems vague even to the memory. We are all only various combinations of fuck ups.
Some of us are of the higher degree. Some fuck ups of others we can put up
with, some we find unable to. Accept those that you can, let go of those that
are difficult. And most of all, embrace all your fuck ups. If you’ve done it,
own up to it, and let it be. That does not have to imply anything, know why?
There. is. no. fucking. circle.
‘You will be shocked when you discover how easy it is in life to part ways with people forever. That’s why when you find someone you wanna keep around, you do something about it.’ - Ted Mosby, How I met your mother.
Peace out.
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