Dustyhawk :: Broken Mirror

Consequences

An event or a series of event that will occur because of certain events that presides before the said event.

Life is full of consequences, from the start of the rising sun till the waxing of the moon. Consequences will happen. Even before you or i came into this world, our parents had some fun. and in their fun we were created. We are their conseqeunce.

Everything happens for a reason, everything that eats,sleeps and breathes has an affect. What is it that we affect ? I do not know. But somehow all of what we do is inter-related with each other somehow in some way that spans the glorious frame of time itself.

I love consequences, and i love the fact that if i did something else something else could have happen. But to many people out there, the fact that consequences of theirs words and deeds frighten them so much, that they…fail to see the beauty of their choices.

There are many things in my life, which at that moment of time i feel sad about. But the consequences of this event brought me here. I chose the waves of fate to guide me here. The choices which has led me here, although dangerously ugly…is a choice i made on my own.

To all who has lost hope, to all who fear consequences…. just because you cannot see the future does not mean, you should hide in the darkness and hold that candle for yourself.

There are consequences that all of us will have to endure.

It’s strange how life is…how it seems to be going fine at one moment in time….and than out of the wild blue yonder, life kicks you in the ass so hard …you wonder if life is worth living.

Life is not a box of chocolate that is sweet, life is a road with many thorns hidden in its path. Some to small for us to notice, and some humoungously big…that we try to avoid them.

And in life, there are the potholes where each and everyone of us will fall down into. We cannot escape this, for it is part of our life. It’s who we are.

Without this fall, we can never know the true meaning of life. Just think about. If a baby did not fall he doesnt know how to walk.

This is how we all are. We will fall no matter how strong we are. Believe it or not, the greatest use of your muscle does not stem from walking…but when one gets up from a fall.

So if next time you fall, and somebody laughs at you… always remember that you have felt the pain…and now that you have pulled yourself together, you are stronger than that person.

Fall down once in awhile, but pick yourself up. It’s not the end of the world

Change.

An event that takes place with or without intervention.

Can we all change ? Can we change for the better ? or do we change for the worse ?
That is a question all of us cannot answer IMHO. How do we know that the change we have is good or bad ? Someone might tell us otherwise.

Change in one concept is good. And in another it’s just …plain disgusting. I know, for i have changed a lot since than. Maybe to some of you, i have not changed. But to me, i feel that i have changed and become something that i shouldn’t be. I have changed to the person…i despise, not exactly despise..but the attitude i have is a direct reflection to that person.

Who have i become ? Seriously speaking, my own worse enemy.

How did this happen ? Why am i like this ? I do not know, i have tried to look for the answers. Yet i cannot comprehend why.

To those people whom i have angered, to those people i have saddened, to those who i love, to those whom i have open up my heart and ears…

I do not know if i have hurt you emotionally, i do not know if what i did is wrong. I don’t know.

I dont know who i am. I dont know.

I want to change again, i want to be. Yet at the same time, i fear change itself. I fear that one day, when i do change…i will lose it all.

For i am a man of contrast. I am an actor, an actor who understands the masses…yet do not.

Once again, i need to change …yet i am afraid.