Life is... can't find the word
Strange? Funny? Beautiful? Insane? Inexplicable?
I thought of all these words to describe life in one word. None of them would do justice. They were just not fitting right.
Can life be described in one word? Is it possible? Maybe, but I can't. Like an "anonymous fool" once told me reacting to my blogs, you could blame my "profane vocab" for it. But there has to be a word. Has to be.
There is something going on, somewhere... something which we don't know about. You nor me. The minute you start believing you're getting to know what exactly life's all about, something happens, something unbeliavable, unexpected, unreal, yet true. And you find yourself sitting, with your eyes and mouth wide open, stunned. It's rejuvenating - hell this roller coaster ride is not over.
There is no end to it.
It's Someone's toy, Someone's playground, Someone's theatre. He's playing, smiling, changing things to suit His mood, and in the process giving us a journey filled with ups and downs, lefts and rights, speed and slack...
All of it, the good or the bad, happiness or the sadness, ultimately leaves you with a smile on your face. That's because you're aware, you still are very much part of the the game. For, the one who's playing it, sees you... no matter which tiny, isolated, lonely land you hide in.
I'm waiting for a destination? But there is no end, no final harbour. The jouney is an end... the journey is the destination.
Game - that's the word.
And you ain't playing it.
I thought of all these words to describe life in one word. None of them would do justice. They were just not fitting right.
Can life be described in one word? Is it possible? Maybe, but I can't. Like an "anonymous fool" once told me reacting to my blogs, you could blame my "profane vocab" for it. But there has to be a word. Has to be.
There is something going on, somewhere... something which we don't know about. You nor me. The minute you start believing you're getting to know what exactly life's all about, something happens, something unbeliavable, unexpected, unreal, yet true. And you find yourself sitting, with your eyes and mouth wide open, stunned. It's rejuvenating - hell this roller coaster ride is not over.
There is no end to it.
It's Someone's toy, Someone's playground, Someone's theatre. He's playing, smiling, changing things to suit His mood, and in the process giving us a journey filled with ups and downs, lefts and rights, speed and slack...
All of it, the good or the bad, happiness or the sadness, ultimately leaves you with a smile on your face. That's because you're aware, you still are very much part of the the game. For, the one who's playing it, sees you... no matter which tiny, isolated, lonely land you hide in.
I'm waiting for a destination? But there is no end, no final harbour. The jouney is an end... the journey is the destination.
Game - that's the word.
And you ain't playing it.
posted by Once the Conman at 3:32 PM
3 Comments:
na-aa... I found the word I was looking for...
But yeah i don't mind hearing a few more...
life is supremely bizzare.
a walk through the mud after rain..
thats life.
you know its squishy,
you know may slip,
you know its dirty,
but you walk on
to clean up at the end of the trail.
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