Wednesday, March 11, 2015

The End of the Beginning

"I've always been mad, I know I've been mad, like the most of us...very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you're not mad." ~ Speak to me, Pink Floyd.

You always have question in mind. Just questions about what you see, feel, love, hate or breathe upon. You run in the spiral maze of questions and answers, truths and facts, love and lust, just to come up with one single thought, and not the answer, because that's just the momentary expression of the situation around you. Those colorful laughter and handful of tears are just the passing shadows of yesterday's moments. It's just this quest for answers that makes you live this journey and exist between the madness of space and time. All that you sense, feel and express is a journey redefined as life. And by the time you connect all the dots of this journey, maybe you are peacefully lying down in a 6x2 closet with all the answers beneath the surface of just one question: What are you here for?