Tuesday, September 8, 2015

A Resurrection

"An opera has no dialogue, only song" -Hidden Fog

Our lives are on an enormous roulette wheel, and every day we wake up, we spin that wheel and hope for the absolute best. Whatever it lands on will determine the outcome of that day; good or bad. Almost every little entry on that wheel is one you wrote on yourself, but there were already some options written on there that you could not erase. These are your bad days, your depressing days, your melancholy days, the days no human being is permitted to live without. Life is only gracious enough to allow you to fill the details of your life based on how you want to live it. We would all very much appreciate an average day just like any other rather than land on those bad marks, because an average day warms on to everyone. Most of us all naturally hate change and there's nothing wrong with that; however, life attached our beings to this wheel for reasons beyond us, and you know what the worst part is? Somewhere on this huge wheel, in the smallest of the smallest area, lies one option that says "You die today."As we age, all these melancholy sections life put on our wheels grow larger and larger, until landing on them is truly inevitable.

All of this is leading up the fact that sometimes, you simply have no choice but to deal with what the wheel of life has dealt you. You meet new people, and old ones may leave you, but life will always go on until you land on that fatal area. Until then, it's up to you to decide how you live your life, and you have no choice but to spin that wheel and hope it gives you your daily dose of the usual.

This is all mostly for me.