Looking, searching, reporting, sharing, archiving, editing and publishing solutions, questions or answers, every day, every hour, every continuous timeline or schedule that leads us from one place to another, from a choice to a decision that could cause regret, which is a thing of the past, so why care?
In a world that is constantly suggesting to us who we are and who we ought to be, how and all the why’s that lead us to that better self, inner, higher, non… we have, should, must get oriented and find our North Star, our Truth, our Purpose, our Path, for only then can we find Peace.
Peace, the concept that we hear being begged by so many, yet, so difficult to achieve, maintain, expand. Too many demands, negotiations, too much change or no change at all, radicalisms, blindfolded communities, people that live by the shadows of a distance sun, and do not question why is it so cold, why aren’t trees bearing fruits, why do our bodies seem to be decaying so quickly?
The Mind of the Confuse, where Silence feels loud, hurtful, anxious, and only through searching and forcing to be busy can we actually stay afloat. But will drown despairing for oxygen, throwing our arms in search of a rock, or a safe beach. If only one could just sit still and just Breathe.
