02-04-2015, 02:58 AM
They say only in the depths of madness you find true genius. One must be willing to lose themselves in order to make room for creative brilliance. Countless greats in history were ultimately cursed by this unflinching paradox.
In the end, the light was just as blinding as the darkness. While true balance is a mirage, I wish to explore both sides without drowning.
The world we create for ourselves is formidable, an ultimate canvas. But we also need help from the world we try to escape. While we continue to inquire, we cannot ignore the platform from which we are inquiring. Our hubris cannot grow so large as to think we individually stand a chance of victory over a society expertly skilled in limiting potential.
I was once in a moment of paradise, and I wonder if reminiscing was an included expense. We all need moments in the Sun, but what happens when one day, we accept that life can only give us moments?
We are much more than one-dimensional beings, even the most conditioned of us. We are forced into simplicity and constrained complexity, all in order to restrain the volatility of Beauty.
Many will try to push through the tiny cracks expertly placed to synthesize freedom. Some of us may succeed and change the whole landscape, a goal quite lofty but only remotely possible because of ignorance to its magnitude.
Even if they do not succeed, before the End, peace will find them in the promise of an echo.
We must try to find ourselves, despite being told who we are. In this obligation, the other few may see and accept this world, and perhaps they are the shrewdest of us all; a high price is paired with intelligence. Peace may only find them after the end, when God himself pays penance for their curse.
An endless list of outcomes during this journey may come to pass, and that is okay...because in this we fulfilled our united purpose, we looked.
Hey guys, I'm new to this forum and would like very much to get any feedback on this piece I've been working on. It is leaning more towards a poetic prose sort of style. Thanks in advance.
In the end, the light was just as blinding as the darkness. While true balance is a mirage, I wish to explore both sides without drowning.
The world we create for ourselves is formidable, an ultimate canvas. But we also need help from the world we try to escape. While we continue to inquire, we cannot ignore the platform from which we are inquiring. Our hubris cannot grow so large as to think we individually stand a chance of victory over a society expertly skilled in limiting potential.
I was once in a moment of paradise, and I wonder if reminiscing was an included expense. We all need moments in the Sun, but what happens when one day, we accept that life can only give us moments?
We are much more than one-dimensional beings, even the most conditioned of us. We are forced into simplicity and constrained complexity, all in order to restrain the volatility of Beauty.
Many will try to push through the tiny cracks expertly placed to synthesize freedom. Some of us may succeed and change the whole landscape, a goal quite lofty but only remotely possible because of ignorance to its magnitude.
Even if they do not succeed, before the End, peace will find them in the promise of an echo.
We must try to find ourselves, despite being told who we are. In this obligation, the other few may see and accept this world, and perhaps they are the shrewdest of us all; a high price is paired with intelligence. Peace may only find them after the end, when God himself pays penance for their curse.
An endless list of outcomes during this journey may come to pass, and that is okay...because in this we fulfilled our united purpose, we looked.
Hey guys, I'm new to this forum and would like very much to get any feedback on this piece I've been working on. It is leaning more towards a poetic prose sort of style. Thanks in advance.