The wave of life
As usual any comments or thoughts here are my personal opinions. I'm not egotistical enough to believe these are new thoughts or concepts but all I can do is write them down, just trying to work out my own life. Just like everyone else.
So, I'm just noticing that life seems to move in waves, like a sin curve (there's high school maths for you). It seems like you have your good days and great times, but all too soon life drops down again. It becomes monotonous and you wonder, is there anything better out there? Is there magic, is there purpose?
My life seems to float along like this, sometimes it seems good, other times it just seems to come down and I doubt what I am doing. I doubt that I enjoy what I do, I doubt that I know what I want to do with my life.
Then, along comes some form of stimulii, a song, movie, talk with a friend, and I seem to re-engage with myself, rebecome myself. It kind of sounds stupid but I feel like when it comes to life our own worst enemies are ourselves. Instead of having our conscious and unconscious selves (inside and outside selves, physical and spiritual, call it what you will) working in tandem, supporting each other. It kind of feels like they are indifferent to each other most of the time, or even acting as a mirror image, pushing against each other. I guess what I am trying to say is that we get stuck in a rut so easily and believe there is nothing else, till something manages to shake us out of it, and just for a moment in time, we align ourselves in unison and try and live life.
Or I could just be writing this down in the complete wrong manner.
I wish that I could try and enjoy life all the time, try to strive all the time, to make the most of it. But who judges whether you are making the most of it or not, other peoples lives always seem so much more perfect, exciting, meaningful than ours, but are they really?
When will we ever side with ourselves?
So, I'm just noticing that life seems to move in waves, like a sin curve (there's high school maths for you). It seems like you have your good days and great times, but all too soon life drops down again. It becomes monotonous and you wonder, is there anything better out there? Is there magic, is there purpose?
My life seems to float along like this, sometimes it seems good, other times it just seems to come down and I doubt what I am doing. I doubt that I enjoy what I do, I doubt that I know what I want to do with my life.
Then, along comes some form of stimulii, a song, movie, talk with a friend, and I seem to re-engage with myself, rebecome myself. It kind of sounds stupid but I feel like when it comes to life our own worst enemies are ourselves. Instead of having our conscious and unconscious selves (inside and outside selves, physical and spiritual, call it what you will) working in tandem, supporting each other. It kind of feels like they are indifferent to each other most of the time, or even acting as a mirror image, pushing against each other. I guess what I am trying to say is that we get stuck in a rut so easily and believe there is nothing else, till something manages to shake us out of it, and just for a moment in time, we align ourselves in unison and try and live life.
Or I could just be writing this down in the complete wrong manner.
I wish that I could try and enjoy life all the time, try to strive all the time, to make the most of it. But who judges whether you are making the most of it or not, other peoples lives always seem so much more perfect, exciting, meaningful than ours, but are they really?
When will we ever side with ourselves?
posted by D at 9:14 pm
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