Mysticism of Existence :
Wish you could turn back time to the good old days? To the time where you had nothing to worry about? No expectations to fulfill, no problems to face, no obstacles to overcome. To those stress-free times where you didn't have to care? When there was no pressure, just pure bliss?
Considering a hypothetical situation, where i am given the sole opportunity to travel back in the best time of my life. That one time frame I revisit in endless refrain.That one thread of time I refuse to let go. That particular lapse of seasons that hauls me down the memory lane in a ceaseless rhythm.
I want to travel back to the golden hour as the moments circle back. I want to relive the bliss, the ecstasy, the euphoria. I want to bask in the same radiance of the arched spectrum. I want to feel the same warmth of sunlight on my skin. I want to drench in the same sapphire waves. I want to experience the same serenity and peace. I want to experience it all once again. Just once.
But then a flash of insight strikes my head like lightening.
Was there no Strom before the arched spectrum showed?
Were there no clouds that shrouded the gilded rays?
Were there no roaring tides before they settled into the sapphire waters?
Was there no chaos before it all turned serene and peaceful?
I ask myself,
Are those few moments truly worth running back to, just to relive all those turmoils, all those lessons that follow along? Are those few moments of self-defined bliss , worth re-experiencing those emotional tides and inner tempests?
I have conquered the chaos, lived the silent storm. Would it be sane to let it all go? Just because cherishing the luminous memories and tapping into those timeless reminiscences isn't enough to suffice my urge to relive them?
No. I choose to move forward. Live the dark days in an abiding hope of brighter times. And one day I will find myself, already triumphed over shattered pieces of tranquility. Already overcoming the melancholy even though it felt too fierce to fall. .
When it feels like giving up, the warrior residing in my conscience wouldn't let me. I must stand up, stand firm and battle against my demons, combat against my fears and annihilate the shadowed menace.
I choose to accept the coexistence of dimness and radiance. The seamless arrival and departure of dusk and dawn.
I choose to accept the ultimate truth.
And when I being to forget, I will remind myself... present is the only reality, the only truth we are meant to live and purposed to survive with our hearts beating with gratitude and compassion .
Just remembering,
The darker the night, the brighter the stars shine.
The deeper the ocean, soulful is the song of the sea.
And one day, after journeying through life and walking the turbulent path of existence,
I will float in the endless void...
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