Update: as of May 03, 2022
At some point in our lives, we get old enough to spread self-righteous gibberish… Read and internalize at your own risk.
Run from what’s comfortable. Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on, I’ll be mad.
Do what you’re here to do. Worry. Cry. Wallow in pain. Welcome regrets. Embrace the sadness. Stumble and get wounded. But do not ever forget to rise each morning and live.
Be your own person. Be ugly. Be beautiful. Be evil. Be good. Only the diety can be perfection. The least that we can do is to keep on waking and to keep on trying…not for the others but for you and for Him.
The universe is neither kind nor cruel. It is just what is…operating on what and how it should be. Why should we act like we are the masters of a being as old as time? Shouldn’t we strive to live in harmony with it? Or respect its intrinsic desire to make or break our lives?
Love while you can. Play while you can. Explore while you can. Who knows? The Universe might truly wake up and decides to shake things up. And we might regret what surprises would surface.