I’d be lying if I said none of it bothered me. Though, I’m telling you the truth when I say I have no fear. When the sun comes down and the moon rises, I feel both bitter and sweet about it. When the sun rises and the moon goes down, I feel the same. When I convince myself the complete opposite of what blossoms in my mind, it eventually dies. Because how something makes you feel and what is logical are both two completely different things. I guess, that’s why for some it’s mind over matter. Emotions and logic don’t usually go hand in hand. First instinct is to always let things go. But, what if you don’t want to let it go this time? What happens when you let things go? It’s suppose to stay away. Thing is, you let things go in your own mental terminal not reality. In your state of solipsism, it’s gone. Yet, when it still exists in reality, it will always come back. Stop. Look. Do you really want to go through this all over again? Can you handle it every time it comes around? I guess, this is what they call tolerance. Maybe one day it will stop, and you won’t have to feel it anymore.
This is no white flag. This is no resolution.
This is corruption.