The Life of a Solemn Overthinker

We do not “come into” this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree. As the ocean “waves,” the universe “peoples.” Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe.

this man-made realm makes me sad. perhaps that is the reason why i carry this seemingly ever-present numbness. not numbness, more that of sadness, pure sadness. i guess i just seek something real- and living where i am and what i am, and the fact that i cannot escape; nor do anything to reshape it is just fucking sad. why can’t we just be true to ourselves? why do we bother with things that don’t matter? why do we impose norms, and make others feel bad about themselves; when those very things mean absolutely nothing. all of this is caused by our own fear; fear of having no value. so we create value through these norms, through judgment, manipulated by our ego, our desire to be something or someone. truth is; you are something and someone, although not greater than anyone else- and that’s the beauty of it; we don’t have to be greater than anyone else. we are all one ecosystem, one organism, existing on this blue dot, floating in space. we can’t figure out why, or how, or when. but we can live it. we can feel it. we can embrace it. 

“I wish I could show you, when you are lonely or in darkness, the Astonishing Light of your own Being.”