LIFE

LIFE,
whenever I think about it,
It fascinates me and scares me at the same time.
The way things work, the way people behave, the way they meet, the way they interact, the way they love, the way they hate.

Everything is new yet it all seems strangely familiar.
It seems exciting, but, at the same point, it’s horrifying.
Horrifying, how people indulge with people without knowing them;
Horrifying, how people trust people without seeing them;
Horrifying, how we come in this world and in no time become familiar with everyone as if someday before, they were a part of us;
Horrifying, how we so easily attach ourselves with people and places and times;
Horrifying, how we try to mold ourselves for others to trynna fit in.

Yet, it all seems like an adventure, a beginning: beginning of life; beginning of time; beginning of relations; beginning of living.

I often wonder why we behave like we do?
’cause we are like that? Or is it because we’re supposed to be like that?
We see others choose their paths of life. We try to fit ourselves in the same tradition in order to earn a living. We actually never know what something really means. We imitate. Imitate the people around us. Imitate the situations around us.

I’m often intrigued at our abilities. How, in no time, we see things and enact them. No-one ever truly learns to live. They just find a way to sustain. Sustain with whatever is going on in their lives.

Willingly or miserably…..