Jan | 29 | 2024
As I ponder to compose this soliloquy, I am bewildered by the stark emptiness that quantifies my aura.
I reckon its been almost 15 minutes and I have just finished my first sentence.
Am I seeking perfection to describe my void or is it just a blatant summary of my inept execution challenges that possibly defines my life ?
I am often confounded in the paradox of understanding the rhythm of life, be it vision, process, goals, values, principles, etc.
I realize that everything is relative from one's perspective; yet, what is my perspective ?
This deluge of emotions that surrounds me sometimes makes me numb, often paralyzing me in my own thoughts.
Am I not divine in my prayers ? Or is this divine entanglement of life ? Is divinity everything or nothing or both ? See how random my thoughts are. This is how I quiver between in-focus/ out-of-focus almost consistently all my life.
If I plot my life on a graph, it is often propounded by this erraticity of going above and beyond reaching for the stars and plunging into the abyss randomly almost inexplicably. For, it is one hell of an EKG chart.
I do appreciate the enormity of love and bliss divinity has to offer in every paradigm of life. This unfathomable quest for doing the right thing yet fizzling in almost every step often encapsulates my life and my existence.
