Hope 💡

 The Future Remains Unwritten.

    There’s a great quote that I’ve read which basically says that we can choose to wake up any single day of our lives, and change everything about it. We can choose to love a different band. We can choose to live in a different house. We can choose to follow a different career. We can choose to love different people and make different friends. Over and over again, the power of change lies within our own hands. Yet, most of the time, people choose not to.

    Being comfortable is a deadly drug. Most people find a place where they are comfortable, and simply accept it as life. They become complacent, falling into a pattern of habits which slowly but surely determine the rest of their lives. They find themselves locked away, behind bars, performing the same meaningless tasks. Every single day, looking the same. Only to convince themselves that they are truly living. The tragedy writes itself.

    Being able to stand up and break past the cycle is something which requires tremendous power and strength. It requires an iron will. The ability to be stubborn, yet flexible. To understand that there is more than what currently meets the eye. We as humans have been granted the ability to change whatever it is we do not like. The only challenge and difficulties we encounter, are those we experience ourselves. Change is not difficult, only the resistance to change is.

    I suppose writing about this is a way to discuss these ideas with myself, as well. An attempt to better explain the reality in which we all live in, by speaking of what I’ve read. The attempt to allow my subconscious to absorb the same information which I’ve been consuming, in hopes of triggering something within myself. Reality can often be disappointing compared to the one we live in our head. Yet in life, we must all face the music at some point in time. Perhaps today is my day to face it as well.

    Falling into routines can be deadly. They teach your body and mind what and when to do specific things. They create patterns and prisons which our mind no longer knows how to operate outside of. The constant cycle of repetition, slowly but surely cutting away at our consciousness. Much like driving a car, we slowly but surely no longer realize what it is we are doing. Have you ever heard the statistic that most car accidents happen when we are a short distance from our home? The reason being, that our mind tends to disatcosiate with driving, already imagining ourselves within our comfort zone. This leaves us vulnerable to an incident, no longer paying attention to the task at hand.

    Today I feel oddly optimistic. Today, I feel like things will change for the best. All it takes is a simple push, to allow your life to spiral. Perhaps spiralling will bring me some good, after all. Stagnation is truly just a fancy word for dying, slowly but surely none the less. Being able to stand up, and fight against the system which has been put in place to destroy you is a gift one should not take lightly. The system which has been designed to hold me down, slowly but surely crumbling away. Perhaps today is the day I change my life around. Do something I’ve never done before. Talk to someone I’ve never met. Eat something I’ve never tasted. Drink something I’ve never pondered before. The possibilities are endless, when you truly sit and think about it all.

    Hope can be a deadly thing. A man with hope can walk around, ready to take on the world at any moment. They can achieve great things. Hope is a driving factor, pushing one to become better than they were before. This can be because it leads them on a path towards a certain goal or objective, that only they themselves can see. Hope is a drug, and today I feel like being high on it. I feel like absorbing the hope that I’ve found, and push towards something I’ve not yet tried before. The goal to find a way to improve, every single aspect of my life. To push through the obstacles, and find a way to accomplish something I’ve never done before.

    We all need hope. We all need motivation. When a society is given a task, yet taught that there is no future- society slowly tears itself apart. By destroying the spirit within, a nation can no longer truly move forward as one. They begin to only see the negative which surrounds them, destroying their hopes and dreams. I have been stuck in said nation for a while now, and have allowed to to consume my brain. It has completely taken over my body, seeping into every single crevice imaginable. I have become a direct reflect of my nation, a direct reflection of its hope.

    The ability to spread our wings and fly away is that which we must learn to achieve. Something which we must all choose to do so, if we wish to move forward. Spread your wings, or spread your roots. Find a way, or slowly fade away. The choice is clear. There is no alternative. We must push forward. We must dig deep inside. Together, we are capable of achieving great things. Together, you and I can change the world.

For when all hope is lost,

one must simply remember to turn on the light.

        Glory Be,

                    Amen.