Early Morning Catharsis

My thoughts shall survive only as far as I can carry them. I can be mine only as much as I have the will to live. I breathe every breath in an air of fluctuation between levels of anxiety and partial peace.

"We're just two lost souls, swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year..
Running over the same old grounds,
What have we found?
Same old fears.."
-Pink Floyd.

Running around in circles, evrybody's looking for and running after something. Even the people who are or were hermits and saints were obesessed with finding the peace and Nirvaan; either seeking indifference towards the truth, leaving it to their Higher Powers, or escape and isolation from the rest of the material world. In this sense, everyone is 'hooked on' to something or the other, many a time going on with a mechanical existence they call 'life', chasing after affairs that shall hold no meaning when all of this ends; or maybe, there is some subliminal logic and interpretation behind everything that the human mind fails to comprehend.
The life and world these days is very limiting and in fact, debilitating and destructive to our precious asset, the mind, which, to me, is an extension of the soul. Here, where we are taught everyday how to sell our souls for complete control, and this 'control' is in turn like a meth dragon that the tweaker can never chase. This dragon is what I call the 'collective reality' that people have developed as a comfort zone around themselves against the truth. It makes them blind but it's supposed to be their defense mechanism, and everyone has their individual, self-sought escape route.

"Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared." - Henri Nouwen
You try to defend what never was yours..and in the end you're left with nothing..

Maybe if we learn to share our lives together, each of us could feel more alive!..But then again.it's all relative, and no matter how many elements and notions in our lives match, the concepts of existence and 'god' are the sacred possessions of each being separately.