karma with no sense of proportion
as much as i don't want to believe it, i'm slowly starting to digest the fact that only some people are loved by the cosmos, while the others have been left to find their own way out of this vicious cycle. it's kind of stupid, you know, how life is unfair; and i always sought balance on the universal side of things. i've always believed in yin and yang, the closer one gets to the other, the intensity for life gets higher. the micro side of things proves otherwise - it shows us the little details of life having its way with mischief and violence striking upon the little people; as the photograph of a circular world that rotates and revolves shows us a balance of light and darkness, empathy and apathy.
don't get me wrong though, i firmly believe in karma; and i do feel bad for anyone who doesn't (because they have no sense of balance). but lately things have been bringing me to write with such disdain and anger; why, why, why do i have to complicate things for myself? why is life SO unfair? this kind of imbalance is overlooked but felt; rejected due to suspension of disbelief but it trickles in the blood of many.
this kind of karma, is karma with no sense of proportion.
don't get me wrong though, i firmly believe in karma; and i do feel bad for anyone who doesn't (because they have no sense of balance). but lately things have been bringing me to write with such disdain and anger; why, why, why do i have to complicate things for myself? why is life SO unfair? this kind of imbalance is overlooked but felt; rejected due to suspension of disbelief but it trickles in the blood of many.
this kind of karma, is karma with no sense of proportion.