A Dance of Chaos 🐉

Chaos.


    Art does not become born, under perfect conditions. Sailors do not become seamen, sitting in a harbour. The necessity of absolute madness, surrounded by the very uncertainty of death, is required to birth something which has not yet been seen. The secret recipe, towards creation and all which it holds within.


    These are the ingredients we must learn to embrace within our lives. These are the forces which we must learn to conquer. The very powers which seek to destroy us, must be turned within. The very energy which was meant to kill us, must be harnessed and released back again The never-ending cycle of coming and going, highs and lows. The waves within the tide, as the water rises, before returning to its new norm. The back-and-forth flow of the Universe, pulling and pushing us apart until there is no more.




    Life is a strange journey. No matter what route we take, we all end up the same. Death waits for no man, and with it lies oblivion. The never-ending sound of silence, as the darkness reigns supreme. The dark void of nothingness, violently decaying away. 


    There is no point in trying to outrun it. There is no force in the world which can hold it back. Time is the only measurement. A force too powerful to be stopped. 


    So what can one do, when faced with certainty? What can one do, when all they know and love will slowly be plucked from their grasp? 



Dance. 



    Dance in the rains of chaos. Embrace the storm within. Surrender to the will of the Universe, as the Creator has demanded. Resist not the undeniable truth which awaits us. Instead, embrace the certainty of death. Embrace this knowledge that no one makes it. Celebrate the fact that we all only have one short moment in time to exist.


    For it is not the time which we hold that is valuable, but rather how we choose to spend it instead.


    How will you choose to spend it? How will you embrace the chaos within?


    Will you hide from the rains, as they pour down and conquer for all of eternity?



    Or will you surrender to the flow of things? Will you accept what cannot be accepted, and rise above the pain? Will you follow your passion, and create something worth more than fame? 


    Will you dedicate your life towards creation? As you understand the cold-hard truth which awaits you at the end?

Or will you live in cowardice, hiding from the inevitable which awaits in the shadows ahead.



            I know my decision. 



I choose to embrace the pain.


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