It Gets Harder To Breathe
Sometimes, when life gives you struggles, one learns the basic instincts of survival. Sometimes, some things get so erratic that it challenges the very bone, the very core of your being. Questions with desires. Anger with pleasure. Sadness with hate and so forth. struggles may teach you many things if one is willing to learn. Sometimes one may be willing to learn yet does not have the capacity or the capability of doing so. I, myself, find myself with these situations of bliss or mad confusion. Questions give answers and answers give more questions. It's a cycle. It always must be that way for it is very vital toward life in general. One must have a cycle or what some call, "Circle of life." It is one important factor in life. With death there is rebirth and with birth there always will be death. Fears drive many humans to complete insanity. Do you remember times in the dark? Perhaps a mere whisper could feel as though a threat. It's quite amusing how what once was light and gentle, can turn easily dark and brings fear. That's life though. Without it, it wouldn't be life at all. Love with hate, sadness with joy. With these intertwining we get mixtures of revolutions. Opinions and criticism. Life all into one. Life is by far the most unique pleasure anyone could have. In the end we all have the same conclusion. Death.