So Long...
Either way, there's never enough
time to do all the things we want."
Life is too short to avoid taking
risks
(- Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead)
Fear
We can do more, be more. If we just dare, to do so…
How many things did you dream of doing before the grand finale?
A thousand, a hundred, or not even a ten?
Promises are broken, and wishes forgotten along with the memories of
regret…
It is so easy, to let them go.
And easier, to procrastinate!
Duality.
The past and the future.
Summation of either distant memories or crossroads of possibility.
We live in the past carrying the weight of our identities, race, gender, and the very idea of who we uniquely are.
We are enslaved to a future, the
myriad pathways of desires and wants, realized into one, not of our own
Succumbed to these two, these dualities, we fear, irrationally within the reality of our thoughts
Thoughts colored by the depths of dark witnessed by the light of our
awareness
So we are, not of present, but the
fullness of past and the emptiness of future…
We are not, we stay as we were and perhaps will be…
Weighted by the suffering of failures and uncertainties, fear grows unhindered
in our mind, like the dark heaviness enveloping the warm sun called hope, (is it not lonely gliding there
surrounded by heavenly bodies unlike itself?)
Success diminished into minuscule insignificance, counted in the fingers of
a hand, that is how fear is awakened, and it is how it controls, dominates, and
enslaves us. It is how the world leverages
itself in our insecurities to condition us, to break us, to make us in its
image…
We become less, when we can be so much more…
Easier it is to forget oneself, imprison one’s potential one is borne with
or has the ability to earn along the way. The easiest it is to dive headlong in
the velvety cradle of samsara, the bliss
of ignorance where instant pleasure is all that matters and will continue
to do so.
Better it seems to continue living this cycle, where we are in a loop of routine,
for it is certain, for it is predictable
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And what is certain and predictable is the state we have recognized to be without
fear, without nightmare-filled sleepless nights and the echoes of déjà vu during
the day telling us to accept our limitations
To have certainty and predictability means there is no risk
The mere hint of losing that part of yourself, to
be lost in the exploration of one’s potential along with all the life one had built
and is living,,, just gone
Will you not fear that?
Does not result justify the process?
So, it rules, Fear. i.e.
Try chess, the game of strategy, and the domain of mind:
“Willingly given control, fear creates a fog of clouded judgment, decisions
so pathetically predictable, every one of our moves is countered, and our
queen murdered in cold blood and lo behold checkmate,
in each game, in every move. As pawns to our instinct governed by fear we
lose. Not to our opponent who is as human as us, but to fear that is stronger
than logic.”
Fear
Fear of the unknown. Fear of failure. Fear of self.
Conformity opens doors. Anonymity questions competence. Fear instills
obedience.
That is how the world is. The façade of civility under the grim laws of
survival.
A man can dream but tantalized by the boundary of fear, there is suffering despite
fulfilment
This suffering is superimposed and thus fear is the one in control
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But if it is us, our own self that chooses to suffer, to survive beyond the
tentacles of fear. We are gifted with the ability to understand and be
understood. We are blessed by the legacy of yesterday and navigate our way to the
destiny we were meant to have. Yes, as the duality can be our salvation
Suffering is inevitable, more so when we fear and so is this journey called
life is an emotional roller-coaster, with its highs and lows, with brief
moments of respite leading us to ourselves, from who we were to are, then will
be…
In the imperfection of being, that fear is the beginning and the end
itself, like how life is, the depth of breath, the journey of self, realizing,
understanding, and finding meaning in our suffering, i.e. both personal and
subjective.
It can be more than just an innate instinct geared towards survival.
It can be more than the greed for a carefree life, free from just the loop
of pleasure, pain, and boredom.
It can be more than a worldly liability,
a collateral the world takes from us. It can be the blessing we give back to
the world, not freely but on equal grounds, an exchange of sorts.
Fear may hold us back but when we understand our fears, we understand
ourselves better, and we are more humane to ourselves and others. We respect fear
but never be thrall to it, we fear to fear, not to fear but to accept it as a
part of our being, like any other emotions like love, hope, hate, or despair
It might comfort us by limiting our potential within the soothing embrace of
habits, but it can also propel us to break the cycle that we have chained
ourselves into
We are our own warden and our own prisoners who keep us imprisoned or rescue
us from the hellhole of our making
In its comfort, we are bound by our
insecurities. And perhaps therein fear is our own greatest enemy.
Perhaps we are doomed to be irrelevant, and we may care more than we should.
Thus, we surely suffer.
Perhaps through that experience, we reach a point where we don’t want to
explore. To reach out to the fear, embrace it, and make it part of us.
Perhaps we might fear the freedom which we can impart to ourselves.
Perhaps we fear to take rein in our own destiny.
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It is in that irrelevance, the suffering between pleasure and pain, heaven
and hell, in that purgatory called life, that we descend into the memories and ascend
to the light, go beyond what we thought possible
A moment my dear, stretched into eternity, that moment
“As I traverse through the woods, the
four seasons passed me by, unassuming, uncaring, and unbothered by my mere
presence… then I came to realize, they represented life...
… Then I moved on. Unassuming.
Uncaring & Unbothered”
There is so much more in less and so much less
in more.”
So long…
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