The rejection handed down to me, the curse of my ancestors dispersed throughout my life, the fate that has unfortunately been decided; loneliness, this is my destiny...? Why? I.... don’t understand. Do i grow to be the man with the plan the dollar but without the spouse, home and kids? Do i loose the dreams which i saw as a child with both eyelids closed? The fact that hate and anger and at times despair fuels me, does this make me a demented person. Why am i such a bitter, antisocial individual? Does this make me less of a person?
I don't know a lot of things but i think i can come to one conclusion. Life is easier to live if you just accept the illusion that is handed down to you by your fore fathers. Ignorance with the fabrication of love is bliss, while knowledge without it can be a dreadful dire state.
But i got a new resolution, time for an internal revolution
Life isn't supposed to be perfect, i needs its ups and downs, its goods its bad in symbolisms the ying and the yang. I now accept it as it is dismask my sadness and wear reality with confidence. i accept what i am, who i am, but how i turn out in the end i think starts with choice and mine is the acceptance of what i am and to make the best out of what i have, prepared to make the journey alone if any companions i welcome them heartily.