Control

[tim2086]

People often do things because they just feel like it...But none of them ever seem to know why they felt like it. They give no thought to it. They do what they do and there's nothing anyone can do about it. It's the reason people drive aggressively. They get into their gas powered-mini-homes and feel indestructible, because, in their opinion, they're in control. But it's a huge illusion...Control I mean. And everyone is entranced by it. Control of wealth, weather, relationships, sex, minds, souls, people, you. Everyone thinks they're in control of something. There are people out there who have control of you. Those who have control of me and those who have control of of everyone else. But control is very, vey temporary, and when it's gone they wonder why it all fell to pieces.

I'm of the mind that I control my decisions. But I don't control the universe. I control my thoughts and my emotions, but not those of others. I control my heart until something worthwhile opens it, but I don't lock it up and throw away the key.

I don't crave to be like anyone else...I am who I am, and I'm happy with it. What I crave is what everyone else takes for granted. Honesty. The one thing that ever truly mattered. From honesty came love, because love is true. From honesty came hatred too. Because hatred is just as true...
Yet from hatred came fear... And from fear came control. Which left you all wanting more. Like a spike in the vain...Craving evermore.