I am Invincible

Let’s start with a short story.

Lucy fell in front of the train; she screamed out for help,

“Help me! I don’t want to die this way!"

So, Luke came running over and slit her throat instead.

Funny?

No?

Many won’t find this as remotely funny as the many who would.

But it does help create a clear division; a division of opinion, on morality, on varied levels of thinking.

It induces Chaos!

You see, the world is filled with chaos, as is our everyday life!

It starts with the moment we open our eyes till the time we call it a day.

And with this chaos all around, everyone is tired of something.

You know why?

Cause real life is hard, on everyone.

Since everyone is fighting with each other, I feel sometimes that

When all the conversation’s been dried up,

When there is no one to piss off,

When there is nothing left to lie about, and,

When there is nothing left to destroy,

Are you lost?

Do you feel lost?

There must be sometime in your life where you are bemused on your path. You lose your sense of direction and sometimes it is not even the path that you chose to be in.

I remember a moment when I was younger (I am still very young by the way!), and was just broken up with this girl, and in that moment of conversation she said to me:

“This is not the end. You will find someone better than me eventually” - rather condescendingly.

She said “Take your time; with a deep breath, take your life and paint it in colours, the colours as vibrant as you can imagine it to be”

Little did she know that she beheld those colours, leaving me to plot in with the colours of Black and White.

I was left to my own devices with many days fell away with nothing to show. 

Naivety of the age, as I felt the walls tumbling down, the grey clouds rolling over, bringing darkness from above.

But if and when you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you've been here before?  

Nothing has changed at all!

Whilst growing up, I never lived the dream of the frontlines, who always came first, grabbing all the credits, nor of the ones who complained all the time; however, there was always this sense of discomfort of not grasping everything I had. I felt that somewhere, somehow, the best of me is still yet to be achieved.

This is perhaps also the time when you slowly find or feel your peers drifting away, some being more successful than other, and you being nowhere close to your deemed potential.

My mom used to say then “Welcome to the real world”

But at a young age, sometimes we don’t understand it by ourselves. We feel different, but don’t know what it is. We in fact feel more. We are super sensitive; everything hurts and we feel we see things that others don’t see.

I felt sometimes to scream at the top of my lungs with the resolve to get older and live the real life; the adult life, the cool life! 

Perhaps someone could have told me that everything will just be fine, because I felt that I am lost in the words. It started out the way I wanted, but it's weird now.

Let me out, I don’t know how I ended here!

But just as I grew up, I found out that there is no such thing as real world; it is just a lie, you’ve got to rise above. 

Whilst growing older I pondered sometimes on my parents; if they would have wished for anything better, whilst in their memories, in their little tragedies.

Upon reflection I surmised that perhaps their teachings or guidance upon us were part of their experience from the life that they have had encountered and how wretched it can be and it is only to safeguard our interest and in our well-being.

But sometimes those safeguards may feel like shackles.

Living by those times and even perhaps now, we always find people who love to tell you to stay inside the lines, when instead there’s always a path you may want to follow and not do something you might like to do just because the odds aren't in favour of it.

There is no such thing as the real world and all of this responsibility and heavy handedness that everyone always references, there really is only yourself and your life and whatever you want to make of it.

Many among us talk about being authentic as aligning with your true passion and values, in speaking your mind and as such. But much of what is said in about supporting one’s self-ego rather than being rising above to be more inclusive and embracing one’s nondual self, leading to an amazing plane of existence.

Ego and Pride are the greatest hurdles we must overcome in order to be at peace with ourselves.

There is a competition taking place across the world, and it is about how to deal with the power of darkness. The competition is held on every full moon day. The alliance of participation hopes to restore the chaotic world to its original state. So, they have to win. 

But the stakes are high, and everyone is deeply entranced by the nightmare as no one is sure of who will die on the night of the next full moon. At the very least, the current situation of the world is as such.

I have registered to participate in the competition, planning on shattering the illusion, the dream, in order to uncover the true terrifying existence behind it.

So, I am Invincible

As long as I'm alive.

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