Life is not always white and black. I see it the way you see it here on this screen. Unclear, gray, not many colours, just a narrow, fine, thin, line that may distinguish some words... not much more. Because we can not plan it the way we want it, but only the way "The Director" wants it to be. The one who has hold on everything. It is like a drama on the stage as the characters come and go. The only ones that remain are our ownselves, what Shakespeare called "the seven stages". Some get more time and some get less to live it. We all get the applaud from our spectators. We act, be liked for a while, and there we go..... gone and forgotten. The more natural you perform, the more you are appreciated. Can you do anything without "The Supreme Will". Who knows! I do not know. Some Romeos get some Juliets and not all of them do. Yet, those who do, have to die soon, get separated. There is nothing that goes a long way with us. What could one want from life. I say, just one thing. A cheerful life. But what can guarantee it?... LOVE ? Who knows ? Maybe! And what can guarantee a true love? You may plan a whole life! and see not a moment of it. Not even a single moment of it! (may be better not see just a little only and then loose it for ever) to go lost, all lost. You weep and cry and no gain! Why plan then? Why be together in the first place? Why think of the good times? Why cheer? May be that pleasant time is only for the few moments it lives, and then gone for ever! Leaving you for the life long of melancholy....
I want to see myself happy and loved, and people around me happy and loved too.
I have a complete family. My parents, and my two younger brothers.
What more do I want!
If there is anything I want more, I know I can't have it. Not because "I" can not have it, but because no one else would let it happen. My destiny or fate, call it whatever. So no point wishing it. Does it not sound familiar :) A crazy young depressed man!!! So true, I laugh at myself sometimes, but I know I can not change myself, so I keep on loving the one I love, knowing that I am not loved the same way, not even a fraction of that. But should this stop me from doing what I am doing. If someone can not stop not loving me, should I stop loving that person too? No way. It is too much of a disgrace, too early to loose a heart. I would rather die like that.
What a curse, one does not even have the right to wish! Or does he? Then what...
Keep fighting, keep smiling, and let others be happy in the delusion that you are happy.
Die one day with your wishes. That is it! All of life! That is the future.
This is everybody's future. Many of us. Perhaps I am not alone. So I ought to cheer up!
We were born alone, to live alone, and die alone.
Let the fate take its prey.
Wait for the drama to end.
Wait for your turn to go out.
Wait for the end....