Life loves Death, it endlessly journeys to meet it. A journey undertaken is seldom finished, a journey stumbled upon is given an ending. Why are we so fickle? We blunder through our lives like clumsy fools until one day the dampened fire within us is extinguished forever.
The wings of fire are clipped before one takes his first flight, the embers are doused before they have a chance to burn. Do we LIVE or EXIST? Life is a journey on an endless road towards its love and enroute we come across many crossroads, where we have to choose or do we? We only have an illusion of choice, what we come across in reality is a crossroad with No Entry signs on all roads except one. Why is the inner fire so unwanted? Why is dynamism, the hunger to prove oneself, the desire to change dismissed with disdain as mere frivolity?
Fuego Humedecido…the dampened fire is the order of the day, we have all become caged tigers. The power useless, the grace chained. But we have to stand up suddenly. We must burn together like matchsticks, even if for a short while let us mortals burn with all our glory.
4 comments:
Matchsticks don't burn together... Grace is mostly content with Her chains.... and friend, when Rousseau said, “Man is born free, and he is everywhere in chains,” I hardly think he was wrong. Don't let the fire be so dampened that its forced to extinguish itself... c'est la vie' ... try living it fully
i did not ask the matchsticks to burn together but i mant us to burn like matchsticks....they burn for a short while but wen they do they do it with a lot of brightness and warmth...
it is reality expressed in verses....u hav power in words....u can actually prove the quote "the pen is mightier than the sword" right,u know...keep writing!!!
You have outgrown yourself and your thoughts.. As i walk back to your initial creations, I realize the extent of your evolution. And I'm glad to be its witness.
As you said "We only have an illusion of choice". You're an example of an illusion turned to reality. Making the right choices is all it takes...
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