I have blown so many things out of proportions almost all my life. I’ve almost always had problems seeing things for what they really are and my mind often trips on its own toes while breaking apart and analyzing it. What have come out of this is the lack of a sense of appriciation for what actually does happend, appriciating it for what it is instead of wondering what it could’ve been.
People tell me to be less pessimistic, but all I’m doing is trying real hard to be realistic. The realism though is in a sense made up of topics with no real truth lying behind them. It’s like curtans hanging on a blank wall, the expected window on the other side is nowhere to be found and when you look closer all that you see is rugged paint job cowering a brick wall or concrete.
The four walls covering a blank and gland floor which is based upon years and years of denial and regret. The sealing however is nowhere to be found and all that you see when you look up is the clouds, peacefully floating around.
Some people say that if you drop a coin on the street and notice it, that you should pick it up. I say that you should leave it there because that very coin may be found by someone else. Someone who really needs it or just someone who is having a shitty day might find it and feel that somehow his or her luck is turning into something positive.
How unlikely as it seems I can only begin to explain the full circle that revolves around that petty little penny that is somehow going to get picked up. I also find pity in those basing all their youthfull existance picking up those small pieces of happiness just to throw it into someone elses face while they glare at you, forcing you to take action even though your lips are sealed and hands have been cut of.
Break it apart and try to analyze everything to become a complete madness in whatever form you wish. You may even want to consider the fact that there are simpler ways of getting back at those who made your tea taste like rotten fishsticks on a plate full of garbage.
Realism is just for the weak, it’s rules and it’s build on laws. An extremely well charactered person can find rules and laws even in the most caotic scenarios of imagination. Pessimism is just the start for the freethinker, they build the dreams that will follow.