Friday, February 06, 2009

Being

A common mistake most people make in life (and above all people, I include myself) is trying to reach or imagining perfection instead of just living their own simple existence. Trying, dreaming or wishing are a far cry from being bad things to do, by the contrary. The danger happens when we do them too much, that can pose a real threat and create a true enemy of our peace of mind because they are full of deception, misunderstandigs and false assumptions. We aren´t bad or weak people, we really aren´t. Our major flaws are being naive and dream driven, and for that matter, we are always trying to paint the most beautiful of paintings. We constantly try too hard and too much. On the majority of those occasions we end up getting a messy stain of colors instead of a clear flowing picture. It´s sad because it was never our intention to do things that way; it is never our goal to feel in our own flesh and blood good intentions gone bad and beliefs melt into bitterness and disbelief, leaving little or no trace of hope. Obviously, whenever something like that takes place it´s never a pleasant experience. No matter how many times it happens or how much weve grown since the last nightmare, when it hits, it always feels like the first time. You always feel the pain. That, always, heartbreaking pain. Falling from a high expectations flight always hurts. Crashing on the hard ground and finally exploding its hundred times more painful. The effects of such blasts are as devastating as nuclear bombs. We go from being one to become millions of tiny pieces, spread out all over the earth where we crashed, that same ground where we live. We never seem to suffer from the failure of our cherished wishes inside the imaginary studio where we sculpt them. Our wings never go up in flames on the palaces where we dream. They burn along with the hardwood floor of the house where we live. The price of those failures is not paid during the dreamy eight hour shift of our sleep. Instead, we do it when our eyes are widely open and we are awake, when we are living and being the person we are. When we are working to be. That is why it hurts some much to you, me and everyone else that wishes, dreams or tries too much. It would be so nice if we all could finally let go from reaching the sky on a hot air balloon, and could stay for once, with both feet planted on the ground not wishing for anything. Just being who we are.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

gostei *