What separates humanity? How can you really define it? One
day you are human to me, the other I can’t even recognize you, or categorize
you! It’s sunny in New York, but the reality is not quite so since its -2 in
Celsius. To be frank that’s how life has been lately, what you see is definitely
not what you get. But there is a sense excitement in that, you have to always
prepare yourself, question what’s going on or simply jump right in it and allow
your feelings to elevate or drown. I am the type that just jumps in, and it’s
clear. Do I fear it? Never! It’s quite bizarre when feelings become tangible
and more so a part of you that your trust. I am always speeding through life,
hands off the steering wheel, allowing my emotions and feelings to rotate
turns. Sadness doesn’t take you anywhere, I once heard. I agree, but to me
sadness makes my happiness much happier. Don’t fear sad moments, cherish that
feeling because it clarifies what you want in life and more so what you need. Feelings
are companions, trust them, evolve them and if you can convert them. I sat one
night and prayed, prayers that I was aware would reach out. After I was done,
it was done. I waited a year and a half to close my eyes and feel nothing, he
stripped every feeling and I thank him. To you out there, thank you for loving
me and hurting me. Thank you for hopeless hopes and unpromising promises. Thank
you for being you, because what you are I will never be. To my friends out
there standing still, waiting for answers, examining, wishing, drowning …..
just walk. It’s a simple act, yet very rewarding. A man who has no answers, is
a man of secrets. Secrets are childish lies, that were once appealing. Wo marte
helwe metel el talej ya sebhan li khale2haa hiye wo hiye hiye wo hata howe
Humans separate humanity
MK
