Some find reliance in it; others find chaos.
Whichever side you’re on, the word will always find its way into your world, sucking the flesh beneath your skin, making its existence ever more salient.
There’s no right or wrong, though either side will try to coax you into separating yourself into mere constructions, with no sense of integrity.
Integrity is the closest you’ll get to have a sense of self — something foreign and unthinkable amidst the numbing experience we call life. We latch onto it like there’s no tomorrow, as if it’s the only thing that exists in the realm of essence and truthfulness.
If it’s jotted down, reassured, and continuously repeated, then it must have a certain value to it.
Unquestionable. Unfathomable. Compelling. Absolute. Flawless.
Just because something has been passed down mindlessly and written over and over again, that doesn’t make it any truer. Or maybe it does. Maybe the more people hear it, the more they familiarize themselves with it, they’ll finally be able to see what lies beneath its facade.
After all, something that is known will eventually become indistinguishable. The lens that was once brushed clean will eventually become clouded. And when that time comes, we’ll find ourselves buried, buried deep within its soil, until we no longer are. What’s left of us would only be the seeds which they have planted—the intended purpose. By then, it would be futile. There’s nothing left to fight for.
Resistance would be a problem of the past; what is seen would be the only truth that we will ever know. And when everything falls within its rightful place, that’s when everything we have achieved at that point in time comes to a halt. There’s no longer any room to contemplate. No wondering.
Everything is right where it is supposed to be; an excess of things would never be a mistake that needs erasing. And worry not, we would finally be able to find comfort in having all the answers to everything.
The beauty in order and the gift of not having to question what was given to us in the first place. Truly and absolutely the ideal way of living.
