Change
What is known about us as humans is really just the tip of the iceberg. Beings in general are still a mystery as to why they become what they become. Small changes in parts of the story yield what you have before you. How we evolved to this point completely directs where we go. This is as true of the macro and the micro.
In our lives change affects other change. Where someone is known to have a short temper you find that everyone has weaknesses into their heart, tolerances because of situation. Theres someone for everyone in every way. As much as a romance or true love might not float somones way they might just find what they need from life taking care of a family member or maybe think they are. Its both reality and fallacy at the same time, well it can be.
Whats scariest about change is that it levies tragedy against balance. This should probably be seen as opinion over stating fact. Karma is a semi real thing, its not true as an angle. Its more like a tree, continuing around whatever rests upon it and continuing in no straight fashion. Even death, which can bring its own dark clouds can take away pain that has rested and weighed upon the poor soul bearing it. Life can have the opposite effect, depending on the life.
Change is not easy to begin either. Ask anyone whose had to stop anything because they found out it was hurting them, truly saw into the face of death and knew it was only a matter of time. Not that death might catch up but will, is more waiting than pursuing. Its not easy to get off that path. Reliance on the lulls within the highs, the clarity within the fog and the oneness among the many. There are doldrums in everything, it just has to be identified and dealt with. Thats what ultimately can help, knowing yourself that nothing thats felt is real. That draw is something temporary as much as its slowing the passing hours. Between that and the ugliness of death, should keep idle hands idle.
But alot of change comes at a surprise. No one knows when they’ll be a party to it, even if someone is trying to make change it can come and go without so much as a word. It takes nothing to quit, just stopping. Which is a horribly beautiful idea, to stop what hurts you takes more inaction than action and to stop what you want to achieve is the same. Balance, its the reality. As traditionally lop sided life feels balance is key to evening up the sides. Balance finds its way everywhere. Time for one assures this, in time something will come due. Whatever is left to do or will never be done, either dies or is paid in some way with something else physical or emotional.
Theres alot to say about being a proponent to change. Not only making it but allowing it to happen. Not fighting what it is. But going with it in the best possible way. We are only so much the architects of our destiny. At some point destiny does what it wants. It no longer consults with you or allows options to be available. Until that time live it the fuck up.

