Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us in the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired, we are scared, denying it doesn’t change the truth. Sooner or later we have to put aside our denial and face the world. Head on, guns blazing. De Nile. It’s not just a river in Egypt, it’s a freakin’ ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?
How much longer can you keep running? How do you stay alive when its a tsunami?
Here’s a short one for you:
No pain, no grief, no anxious fear
No worries, no sufferings, nought my dear
Mere rest and peace
In God’s loving embrace
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A big leap toward the light. It wasn’t quite as harsh as expected, it was soft and almost glowy. Gentle to the dimmed eye, warm to the frozen skin. He took cautious steps ahead and when he found that the light did not pierce the very existence of his soul, he ran, he jumped, he danced. He basked. In understanding, he felt grateful, though he acknowledged the difficulties ahead.
Perhaps, the line is not as clear as we make them out to be, us from our high horses of light and dark. Too fast to judge, too fast to sentence, societies have no sympathies. In the shades of grey, can we always distinguish the light?
It has been almost a year and till today, the words still resonate in my heart. I hope to see you soon again, Gerard Louis.