philisofical moment.txt
Men have cried for horses, money, sanctuary, and even God
but none have cried harder than for when they want love
it tears
it shreds
it claws
and it murders
yet we clamber further for it
we let it blind us and give us strength
it destroys nations and builds empires
it doesnt let us go without taking a piece of ourselves with it
it hurts more than strolling through hell with the damn
yet we pursue it relentlessly in hopes of those fleeting moments
the ones that make life bearable
I wish he answers to love would came easy
I wish love was easy
but love is never simple nor is the path to and through it
I know I will never get the answers I seek but it is just as in our nature to keep looking
and as our nature to get discouraged and frustrated when the world refused to yield the answers
but we press on unable to step down or back off in something we put our minds and hearts to
I wish I could press on quicker but I am at a stand still
the world has dealt a strange and somewhat cruel hand
I press on though, torn between my selves
as is Gemini nature, the twins, equal and opposite
I press with no direction which means Im just pushing away
I wish not to push away just to push forward to a better place
I just wish I knew which way to push, which way to move
nothing is ever completely clear
and I shall keep this in mind as I move
moving with and against things
moving towards the next point in my life
moving to tomorrow
life is hard but very much worth it
Hiro