The Conundrum of Living vs Existing!

Billions of people ‘live’ in this world. You’re probably wondering what I meant by that. Here’s my thought:

I believe what most of us are doing is existing. Since we haven’t stopped breathing, we are just striving to finish the day. We don’t know where we are heading. We don’t have the map of the adventurous life we could live. All we know is that we are here, breathing[existing]. Period!

But I think living is so much different than that. Ofcourse, existing is part of living. But the concept of living is much more profound. When you actually start living, you’ll start to pause for authenticity. You take time to notice the world around you. Mind you, it doesn’t mean you’ve figured it all out. It just means you know you are amidst adventure. It means you’re trying to make every moment count.

Although, you should know living is not easy. That’s why most people prefer or unconsciously choose to exist. That way, you don’t have to deal with every little detail of this world. It’s easy to blend in with the rest of the world. It’s always easy to mimic the voice of others rather than coming up with your own idea. I think this is what Oscar Wilde meant by this;”To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that’s all.”

Living means having the audacity to be original in this world. It’s all about keeping your veracious self in this fake and materialistic world.

So today, let’s take a moment and choose living more than existing. Because that’s what a braveheart does!!

How much more…?

How much more breaking do I have to do until my heart numbs itself? I am sick of this routine- my chest sewing itself just to be ripped apart once more. I wish I can leave it be an open wound for the flies. But, the pain of open wound is unbearable. So, I’ll try to stitch it with whatever I got inside of me. Because leaving your wound open won’t heal itself anyway.

Even after sewing the torn pieces of your heart, it will always remain to be a soft spot. A sore spot which cannot handle another tiny blow even. How much more do you think you can handle? How much more can you actually endure and act bravely?

How many more wounds are there until there’s no healing scar left to tear? I am sick of this routine. Tonight, I wish my heart would just tear itself into a handful of be numbed pieces. And tomorrow would stare at me- an aftermath of a storm. A heaving curiosity. A girl, lying in pieces and with no heart left to break.

That way, I won’t have to gather up the torn pieces once again. I am not supposed to sew it all over again. No more sore spot. Nothing more!


Our Desensitized World!

We don’t see things as they arewe see them as we are” 

Anais Nin


Life is full of bright colors when you have sensitivity towards something. Unless you have that one thing in your life, the reality of this world would be very disappointing. Most of the times we prefer not to see the world as it really is. We prefer to see the world which is fictional and very unrealistic. Because reality
always hits different.

But sadly, currently the world is becoming desensitized towards the very important things we should never be desensitized for. More than the true important issues of the world that we all should talk about, we are talking about the silliest things. See the videos that goes viral every single day, for instance. Either it’s some unimportant, funny video or a celebrity performing something normal. But do we really watch videos that are actually sad and realistic? Of course we might. But not as the same rate as those.

Because of this, the world has become a very desensitized place to live. Where people don’t actually care about the real issues of our time. Even when we care about the issues that we should give high credit for, it’s just for few days. That’s really sad. Let’s stop living the ideal 1% life of social media and get real. Because the true face of the world is actually sad. People are struggling in every path. Let’s take time and watch each other’s back!

The Pain of Half Truth

Sometimes, lying is better than telling half truth. Of course, lying is a bad habit. There’s no argument there. The follow up pain and sense of betrayal, after being lied to, is unbearable. It’s always a threat. No compromise!

But sometimes you are forced to tell the half truth. Because you know the consequence of a complete honesty. So you’re honest. But not completely. That actually is hurtful. Because at some point, you would be forced to tell the rest of the story. By then, the anger and pain you cause is equivalent to lying. May be more painful.

So, sometimes I choose a complete lie than half truth. Because you can try to learn to trust the person after being lied. I can’t say for sure, but people could change. When it comes to telling a half truth though, it’s hard to trust the person after that incident. How can you be sure if there’s something left or if that’s the whole truth? You can only wonder!

Thought

Everyone acts in one’s own interest, French speakers would say “everyone sees the sun at his door.” Objectivity versus subjectivity is a false debate. The solution is in the great art of thinking with somebody else’s head, that is intersubjectivity, where is the only sole sun.

# Foot note;

Intersubjectivity is my new favorite. And I believe it solves many conundrums we have about a lot of things!

My day!

How is my day?I don’t know how my day is. But this I know;

My one and only numbness has built a forte on my body. I don’t know for sure if that’s my fault or not. Did I let it in? Or did it just “come upon” me? All my rage and sadness are outside the forte. Happiness isn’t even close to my area. My neighbors though, frustration and loneliness are great couple. I love watching them from my home. There is fear right infront of me. He is too afraid to be seen. How ironic?! Apparently, this is my neighborhood.

So you tell me! How is my day? I honestly don’t know. And I don’t think I want to know. Because I don’t think I would be able to handle how it really is.

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