the unbearable easiness in being
The unbearable easiness in being
hangs like a cloud over us
interesting isn't it
we fear daeth
when it is all we seek in life
sense and fulfillment
we seek it in all areas
in religion, academics and trips
something to make this inbetween bearable
something to organize the chaos of mind
something that describes the word happy
has anyone found it?
The true sense in life?
Be it love?
Be it wealth?
Be it compassion?
or are our thoughts mere projections
of inner weakness
is it not a fact that we start to die the moment we are born?
and if one does come to the conclusion
that all is pointless
is it not better to accept this
than to play a game
a game everybody endulges in?
an live life for what it is
nothing extraordinary or supernatural
merely life
Who can say he has lived without restriction
without conformity
It isn't possible?
so how find fulfillment in a segment
a segment of something that could form us
Why am I forced to accept?
why is life compromize?
would it change if things were different?
this is my fear
i fear not
the unbearable easiness in being.
Poetry by one of many
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Written on 2007-07-24 at 13:48
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