Connections
We are all attached to one another. Families encompass the space nearest to our being and it is part of a bigger space where we can find friends, acquaintances and the people we have yet to meet. I believe we are all connected, as invisible points are all connected by invisible lines. Interconnected but diverse in kind.
Some lines are thick. These are the links that we treasure the most or give importance to. The people who are connected with you in this way are people of your own choice, either through admiration or intimate relationship. Some lines waver, as friendships turn sour over the years, and break. Some lines are weak and thin but still endure to hold on. Some lines can bend and become curves that dynamically progress and yet regress at the same time.
We live in a world full of deceit and players like in the game of chess. It is difficult to distinguish who to trust or hate. However, this is the risk we have to take as people. Nobody can tell us what to do, for we are a stubborn race and prefer to rise back from the ashes in case we become the fallen. We are very resilient but we cannot be independent, albeit we think we are or wish to be.
No single point can exist in space. No matter how small a space, points occupy it. As with our world, it is too small to think we can stand alone. That is an impossible wish. Despite my thinking that I am strong, I have to accept that I cannot be a point, per se. I am already connected by the lines of destiny to people I have met from the beginning of my life.
Despite the connections, I know we have a sense of control in this situation. We can choose to cut a line shared to somebody. It is a difficult task but it is possible, as I have learned from my own experience. We cannot let the decisions of the past cloud our present or future. I may have to give in to these selfish human actions to protect myself and continue my own peace. I appreciate the lines that glow and feel like steel between me and another. I do not feel regretful for all that has passed. I can only wish that the lines I have now will not disappear.
Do not think you are alone. You are not even if you want to be. Let us be grateful for this disturbance in our lives. Thinking of things like this is one reason why I think my life is interesting.
What have you thought of today?
