At each stage we are trying to find the comfort in something. Kind of like that lived in feeling. That feeling of slipping into an old t-shirt, or lying on the mattress you've been sleeping on since you were seven, that smell of your parent's cupboards, the familiarity you have with your ceiling fan or that unexplainable sensation of 'home'. In each thing we do, or see we try to find that sense of belonging. The perception that we have is moulded into something that's more than just a glance of some item, or retention of a random piece of information. The way we look at things changes over time, distinguishing between what is truly important and what in some way is just some frivolity.
As things modify they change the sensation that each factor brings into the overall equation of our lives. The existence we are so used to knowing and living in, when in a way it is snatched away from the reality of situations that we are too used to, it seems like another world is overtaking our lives.A changing force acts upon the still state of rest of our lives and suddenly what seemed to already be in a state of motion, gets spiralled into some other crazy path of motion.
In that spiralling force, where you find that balance or state of equilibrium is another struggle. And though life carries on to be this hard earned prize money for the struggle and mental confusion that one goes through, the winnings sometimes just cannot be collected.
The whirlwind romance that ones life has with change is one of those eternal love stories that are not ending anytime in the near future. As the years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds carry on, the power exuded by one onto the other grows into something that in the long run tends to be beneficial. So as we grow, we gain, knowledge and insight into our surroundings and through that we adapt to be something that I think sometimes we never even thought possible until that fraction of a second modifies that one thought of who we were, are and can become...
In that spiralling force, where you find that balance or state of equilibrium is another struggle. And though life carries on to be this hard earned prize money for the struggle and mental confusion that one goes through, the winnings sometimes just cannot be collected.
The whirlwind romance that ones life has with change is one of those eternal love stories that are not ending anytime in the near future. As the years, months, weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds carry on, the power exuded by one onto the other grows into something that in the long run tends to be beneficial. So as we grow, we gain, knowledge and insight into our surroundings and through that we adapt to be something that I think sometimes we never even thought possible until that fraction of a second modifies that one thought of who we were, are and can become...
