How do I put it? Let us say I was ignorant of the fact (it is a fact for me, my own reality, and I think reality has different versions) that nothing happens in this world without a reason. There is a sequence of events that lead us to play our part in this enormous journey our souls have embarked on. Endless lives are lived, memories created and then erased as sand is washed away with receding waters.
Talking of time, it has been such a powerful illusion. For us humans, time is always running out because for us a lifetime is all that we think we possess. But is it only a journey of finite years that makes us an enlightened being? Or we are merely playing our infinitesimally minuscule part in this prodigious journey that shall help our spirit fulfil its destiny in the truest form.
Then why do we feel attached to materials, both dead and alive. Above all, this reality that we so vividly separate from fantasy is so elusive that we never seem to comprehend the triviality of our existence. That is the only reason behind us fearing death so much, because we think that it is real. Whereas, our soul just changes its form and moves ahead on the inevitable journey. What would happen if our soul develops attachment to this world and refuses to move ahead? Shall it not wander into the abyss and fail to fulfil its destiny? What is the purpose of behaving in a certain way, loving others, respecting their emotions, maintaining relations and leading an ideal life then? Isn’t is all a waste? Isn’t it a form of felony?
Maybe, or maybe not! Because then you shall be derailing your soul off its path while your purpose is exactly the opposite. It is to give an impetus to this cosmic odyssey because you, as a human, possess the ability to mend and amend the path more than any other life form. Vedas have it that there are around 8.4 million life forms and a soul wanders from one form to another with a sole purpose of meeting its fate which is ideally to lose all forms and merge with the universal energy.
I am still ignorant of reasons for most of what is happening in my life. One thing is for sure though, there is a higher force working out there. I am bound by my karma in the same way as we all are and we have to fulfil our destiny in this limited time we have got so that we reach the final destination and rest in peace.
If not anything else, this realization makes me a fearless doer!
Hey buddy, Remember me? I'm you from the past I exactly know what you're going though, but as people always tell you, 'Don't worry it won't last (for long). Remember when you used to only write for yourself, remember how stupid but happy they sounded,
Why are you doing this now, who are you writing for, who are you trying to convince that you're in pain, who are you trying to convince that you want this to end, who are you trying to convince that you're wounded?
If it's me, I already know that, I already know you're suffering, But if it's someone else, they haven't noticed it yet, and I reckon they won't even if you start crying.
You really should stop, you're trying to make friends with darkness, you're forcing yourself to love it, you're lying to yourself that you belong there. Even if you do adapt darkness, what about the monsters within the darkness or the monsters within you, would you be able to tain them, the pain, so massive, would you be able to bear?
Melatonin, the hormone of darkness, our body needs it to sleep but in excess it works otherwise giving us insomnia and nightmares, Same goes for our mind, if we keep it in the darkness forever, it can result into having stressful thoughts or us living our scariest nightmare.
I just want to thank you for keeping me alive, for keeping us alive, just hold on a little, I know how much you hate to hear this but you're strong and I believe in you. I know you won't let me down now, I'll see you again when the things start getting better, which is very soon.
You take care of us now.
___________________ Not exactly a letter for someone having a writer's block but a letter to someone who's not able to write something cheerful :)
15/04/2021 ------- Giselle, is a ballet form, first performed in paris. There are two acts for Giselle performed. ------- The story of Giselle is a romantic tale of innocent love and betrayal; of philandering Count Albrecht and a trusting peasant maid, Giselle. Although she has a weak heart, Giselle loves to dance. Her beauty has enchanted Albrecht. ... Giselle loses her reason, and the first act ends with the famous mad scene, and her death. ------- The second act is largely dominated by the Wilis, the spirits of maidens who died after being betrayed by their lovers, and take revenge in the night by dancing men to death by exhaustion (a popular theme in Romantic-era ballets). Led by Myrtha, the Queen of the Wilis, they summon Giselle from her grave and target her lover for her death, but Giselle's great love frees him from their grasp. They gain their power in numbers as they effortlessly move through dramatic patterns and synchronized movements, and control the stage with their long tulle dresses and stoic expressions, creating an ethereal atmosphere that builds as they gradually close in on Albrecht. By saving Albrecht from the Wilis, Giselle also saves herself from becoming one of them.