Maybe the strongest people are actually incredibly weak

Maybe we don’t know a goddamn fucking thing. Maybe everyone you hang out with are actually really terrible for you. Maybe everyone you feel drawn to are the people who hurt you the most. Maybe you focus too much on the hurt and not enough on the music. Maybe you don’t realize how safe you could be so you settle for danger. Maybe it seems like you lose everything because you lost yourself years ago.

Maybe the people who heal you the most are your greatest downfall. Maybe your bravery results in being murdered. Maybe you put your heart out there and it gets held for a few moments, without you expecting any more than that, and so it feels like you’ve been held for an entire year. Or just way longer than those moments it lingers in stagnancy and expectation for decades with people, the light in it slowly dying over time.

Maybe the color fades in the sky and you breathe in smoke, and the next day you take a picture of a colorful butterfly. Maybe you find out you’re gonna die and you’re overjoyed because you’re full of pain. Maybe you die instantly and don’t feel a thing. Maybe it all will never be the same. Maybe you speak your truth and people hate it, and the next day one person approaches you and says you’ve changed their entire life.

Maybe nobody listens, and nobody cares, and so you isolate yourself because of the hurting. Maybe you don’t realize how much you’re learning when you’re feeling so much. Maybe you live in the in between, and don’t see how exhilarating or devastating this place can be. Maybe you feel all of it and everything. Maybe you’re so focused on emotion that you can’t feel connection.

Maybe you write it down, or maybe you speak it. Maybe you just say a bunch of words and don’t even mean it.

Maybe you’re so fed up of learning from the experience of it all that you cry in your room and want nothing to do with it. Maybe a few minutes later you meditate and get a divine message that brings you life.

Or you know, maybe none of it is real, and you disappear forever.

Just don’t act like you know better.

Because chances are you know nothing at all, and are just waking up.

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