shutupandlisten

    It was sweeping in from both sides,
and the feeling of pushing against the rest of the world hit me deep, as if
bullets were piercing right through. That moment of confusion was mercilessly
beyond description, and all I was able to settle for were words that spun
around my mind like an indelible imprint of what seemed to be the start of the
end. But the world is changing, and so things are meant to change as well. Yet
for some reason, while the rest of humanity trouble themselves with the
changing seasons and tides and everything else that go beyond the grasp of
fatefulness, there are several things that will remain, let alone remain true
to what they have been right from the start. And far more reassuring is that a
few of these few things will not be tampered nor be taken away by time and the
cruelty of human forgetfulness.

    Several things change for several
reasons. Some of these reasons are, perhaps, dignified by their own merit,
while some are haplessly blown by the wind, never to return and make itself be
felt again. So they swept me off, hurling from both sides. Reasons to the right
and reasons to the left, some coming from the top while some pushing in from
below, and in virtually every direction, reasons were flooding my
consciousness. So I thought some things do really have to change for some
reason, but apparently some reasons aren’t just acceptable, nor are some
palatable enough for the mind to mince.

    When something comes back, it comes
back for a reason. And what other reason could there be than that something
must’ve been constantly changing, failing to figure out what exactly in the
world that thing is hoping for, or dying to hope for, or dying for, whichever.
Rolling stones gather no moss. Roll if that thing must, but if it comes back to
where it once came from, then perhaps it has no sense of direction at all.