A Glimpse of Paradoxical Thought
“Maybe you know the moment you have it, but getting to hold it let’s go of the magic. If touching the sky is why we are all reaching, are we missing the point? Missing the meaning?” — The Dreaming lyrics by MONSTA X.
Humans have a great capacity to endure pain and sorrow, but sometimes they don’t know how to endure and accept it as part of their emotions. Until the ‘catastrophe’ came fast like a wrecking ball, after the breaking of a car crash that happened for so long.
Perhaps, what’s the outside paints the laugh, fierce and restrained but inside heart roars in boundless pain. It’s flowing within ‘time’ which interprets the sadness of the heart and stabs sharply into the spine. All alone, strive through the madness but Plato said “Madness is a gift from the gods”. Blinded by the colors, disruption of emotions. The road has been broken but these legs still hold on. And they say forgiving first and you will get the acceptance and so on.
Boldly following the tunnel, you might see your true color. Mine was missed but the ‘madness time’ killed it. There comes the intersection of red and blue emits a ray of light in the darkness, path me through the way out. The bloodshot battleship has ended but the wounds will last forever. Nothing you understand and nothing makes sense. Only paradox plays in your mind.
