They say happiness causes blindness,the way "happy" people drown in their own oblivious and desperate pursuit of superficial joy.
I lie.It's so easy to put 'they' in front of some ordinary statement and sound bona fide-when really this so-called and overused 'they' seem nothing but a bunch of fickle-minded monks who sit on mountains meditating all day,once in a while (when struck by the proverbial lighting of God) spit out one-line philosophies that sound deep and wise due to the conveyor's raspy,cracking voice.Oh,shut up you old buttcheek.
Anyways,do you sometimes have the most divine,true but painful revelations when you're most happy?When-in the midst of ecstasy,you begin contemplating the darkest thoughts and end up knowing things about yourself you'd prefer not to.Question mark for an extra 5 cents,did ya want fries with that?It's one of those things you find while lurking in those muddy,gray areas (right between Unambiguous Facts and Unsolvable Mysteries,its Free Entry if you're a lost,self-questioning teenager plus for this you'll be rewarded a fancy yellow sticker that says "Who am I?") one you approach with equal amounts curiosity and fear,one without an answer to but if it did have one-you'd think twice about finding out.
Simply put,truth hurts.We humans find increasingly creative and convoluted ways to cope with the truth-it's so much easier to slip into yourself,believe what you want to and filter out the undesirables.And it comes to a point of your life where you've put so much (subconcious) effort at believing them,that they actually do seem like realities to you,the mirage has finally gained a new armor,now this castle can stand and no desert winds can topple it.But once in a while-say,during the aforementioned moment of ecstasy-you feel a light blow at the side of your face,bring your fingers up to inspect and discover a few grains of sand.
Even the greatest empires-mine,yours,ours-are bound to fall eventually.And once you leap out of that great fantasy,into the strange wilderness-you'll find yourself a spirit,a ghost,a traveler,a man with a past,a man with a future.
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