"Wake up and face me. Don't play dead 'cause maybe someday I will walk away and say 'you fucking disappoint me'"
Why are our lives so dependent on making other people proud?
Why are our lives so dependent on other peoples love...even the fickle love of fake people?
Why are our lives so dependent on books written by unknown people, alive some insignificant time before we took our first breaths, when you are the only significant one?
Who is to dictate what you do with your life?
Who is to dictate who you give your heart, mind, soul and body to?
Who has the rite to tell you you are making the wrong or right decisions, whether you live or die, whether you love or hurt, desire or hate?
No-one but you!
Blame others for the 'crap' only if you are 'blind' and 'dumb'.
You must 'see', that you control your kismet, your destiny, your fate, your karma.
Your path is intertwined with those of others but ultimately it is yours alone, Not even a band of Gold or Platinum can bind you to another as no mind, heart, soul or body are the same or ever one.
Remember though, to share your life and be allowed to share another is a gift but your paths run parallel, never one.
It is one path for you, the space commissioned to others so they may learn one lesson from you while they teach you another.
Hence you are your perfect enemy.
Only you can block your path. Face yourself. Stand in the terrifying, sinister dark.
Feel the agonising rain drops pierce your bare skin.
Each droplet a fear, Each fear a key, Each key a step to You.
The Dark is where the true you resides.
The Dark is where the fears hid your true self.
Face the dark and you will live, thrive and sore in the wind under the golden sun above the green earth and with peace in you soul.
To "play dead"?... just ignore the dark, keep your "eyes" closed, leave others dictate every aspect of your life, rot in the pain and die slowly. It ends eventually for everyone. In some way or another. (Quotes from A Perfect Circle song. Passive.)
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