that could do it.
i want to be a source of joy in all of my friends lives. i dont want to be fixated on the things i feel like i cant have --because i know those are all illusions.
* * *
lately i have begun to understand a lot about the cyclical nature of things. how beautiful the idea of impermanence, truly realized, can be. there is absolutely no control. only the illusion of control. there is only the release and the exasperated, captivated view that comes from falling, only to look up from your makeshift tomb and realize that everything is the same. youve dented the earth with your body, on impact, but its only a dent. and its only a scratch. and erosion will do what it always has. emotions will ebb and flow, like they always have. but the amount of love (and the amount of matter --this matters-- will always be the exact same amount).
i go around thinking i want to be loved.
and ive never thought, until now, well how about loving yourself?
maybe that might do it! that alone could do it!
* * *
lately i have begun to understand a lot about the cyclical nature of things. how beautiful the idea of impermanence, truly realized, can be. there is absolutely no control. only the illusion of control. there is only the release and the exasperated, captivated view that comes from falling, only to look up from your makeshift tomb and realize that everything is the same. youve dented the earth with your body, on impact, but its only a dent. and its only a scratch. and erosion will do what it always has. emotions will ebb and flow, like they always have. but the amount of love (and the amount of matter --this matters-- will always be the exact same amount).
i go around thinking i want to be loved.
and ive never thought, until now, well how about loving yourself?
maybe that might do it! that alone could do it!