It scares me how comfortable I feel around you. It scares me how I’m not scared at all about the uncertainty my future with you holds.
Despair is seeing people constantly using religion, the very thing that teaches us how this is a temporal world that’s merely acting as a portal to another, as fuel for their hatred & reasoning for war. War will never end, I’m aware, but not because of religion, but because of man. Man is selfish. Man is consumed by jealousy. And man will not rest, until all that is becomes his.
I’m all about joking around, having fun & taking things lightly but I disapprove it when it comes to making fun of single individuals in a group manner, especially when that person isn’t even slightly aware they’re being mocked.
All sorts of people of varying ages & levels of maturity are being exposed to the internet. Some know better & some don’t. They write, they express & a lot of them normally try to impress. Very few actually do. And what happens to the unlucky bunch who fail is they get relentlessly made fun of, by all ages. The funny part is, when you’re joining everyone in this fun game of mockery, you, yourself, are also only trying to impress. Who? Strangers who’ll probably mock you one day if you fail to impress or openly oppose their thoughts.
I’m sure at some point I was guilty of it, like most of us are, but I’m bringing it to my attention by writing it down. Don’t you think you’re too old/good for this shit?
It was only 2 years ago when I got caught up in the virtual world. Did so through the known & now famous apps such as Twitter, Instagram and finally Path. Got to know a lot of truly wonderful people who I confidently call friends, my virtual friends. I know how this would sound to someone who’s unfamiliar with this world. How inane it would seem. Being friends with someone you’ve never met face to face? Someone whose full name you may or may not know? Not only that, but you lack knowledge about other useless details like those too. Details you would normally know about a person before calling him/her a friend in the real world. Details like the number of siblings they have, their birthday, their favorite color, where they live & where they’re originally from & so on.
The way I look at it is this; everyone has secrets. People you know in real life have parts of them they hide too. Parts they’d share with strangers & not you. So who’s to decide which details are more important than which?
A person may argue how this affects trust. How can you trust people who can so easily lie and deceive you into sharing more than you normally would. But again, this applies to all people. All trust comes with its risk, whether in the real or virtual life. The only thing you can do is be smart about it.
Another thing, which is true, is you may never find these virtual people you call friends if one day they decided to leave this world & become virtually dead but that’s ok. Everyone, anywhere can leave at any time. I mean it in every meaning this sentence holds.
So have fun, enjoy your lives (real & virtual), act smart & only truly trust a few.
They talk about love as if it’s this magical solution to all your problems. Like it’ll extricate you from any misery you’re caught up in. They rarely talk about how draining love is. How it’s time and effort consuming. How it has its peaks and its lows. They don’t tell you that love, like most things, needs you to invest so much of yourself in it for it to last or flourish.
Like dreams, love can pull you out & push you ahead but can also cause you to drown.