Underneath Your Blasphemy. .

    Sometimes in life.. you couldn't have loved more.. yearned more.. wanted something more.. and worked for it more.. but it just Does not work out. . And it isn't your fault. . Or is it?
     But you will never know what was really IT that kept you from it...
      Is it just the way life is? Builds you up.. lefts you higher. . Makes you believe you have everything.. only to bring you down.. and crush your soul?
       An old philosophy is to believe that misery exists only to make one appreciates happiness. . That misery builds up a person and turn it into a full rounded experienced individual. . Is it so? Or is that the way the less fortunate try to think of it to make their existence bearable ? 
      The less fortunate ? .. did I choose the wrong vocabulary or does that bring it down to luck?
     
LUCK. .

if it is a matter of luck. .

   Wow.. life is unfair. . But God is life and life is God. . God created life... God is unfair. . But God is fair.. That negates God.. Blasphemy. . Is God there? .. I need faith? Where is faith. . I need faith.. I need God.. God is fair.. I want fair.. I deserve fair.. maybe I am not fair?.. I don't deserve fair.. I didn't get fair.. life is fair.. God is fair.. God is there.. negates Blasphemy. .

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Tight Junctions

It is his skin, not the mortal, physical, graspable wrapping for his vessel. But the tethered spaces in between his cells. Filled with life, tears, soul and pain. The confinement you wanna pull apart, with your bare hands, out of love or in search for love.
Read more
Because it will always end with a curl up in bed, a good\bad cry, and demonic headache on the following sunrise.
Read more

From my Heart to Yours..

I don't know what words to put together to make this seem as deep and as beautiful as you make me feel. It is like I spent my life building thick walls around my heart to keep it locked away for anyone to reach . Only to make the greatest mistake of all.  I let you in knowing that there is no going back. I let you in knowing that once you leave, you'll take away my heart. I let you in knowing that you'd make it so perfect for me to ever want out. How will I ever BE after your love.. How will I ever be me again... I know I am not perfect.. I know that I hurt you.. I know that I never satisfy you.. I know that I always pick holes in everything.. For all that I am and what I do I am sorry, for what it's worth you have me.. The childish, obsessive, idealistic, idiotic, bossy, bipolar me is all yours..  I always wish if there is more in me to make yours.. I always wish if i could take back things I have done. I always wish if I can never lose you..
Read more