TW: mentions of suicide
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted" and yet, He gave no plan and insisted peculiarity.
They mightily announced that we were to determine our future through our own choices despite the possible tragedies of life, for a cracked heart is a useless brain. Our variation is what highlights our specialty which brings forth harmony. I however, do not find peace within this unblended harmony.
As humans, we strive to be saints to disregard our natural instincts. Before the homo sapiens came the apes. We were wild, free, indifferent, and faulty. Sadness nor sin existed until they were named which makes me wonder, what is the true form of misery?
As a Christian, misery is losing our way home as mere sheep. However, there are various ways to express misery. Suicide is known as the darkest effect of misery because of its nature. Their soul dies before their body whilst they live. And although suicide is mourned, I believe that failing to live is far worse.
Day by day, we observe the changes revolving in our circle of life. A human feels out of place due to common and ordinary concepts of the stable completely unaware of the haunting misery. Frowning is the norm when one feels down. But let's not talk about the usual behavior, let's discuss the casted outcasts.
They appear careless, carefree, and often wear a wide smile with empty eyes. We humans tend to cloud our mind with thoughts which are easy to determine, except theirs. Their cries for help are extraordinary and so are their sentiment. It's rare, odd, and questionable. Even they struggle to comprehend their own feelings, often trapping themselves with the illusion of happiness. They are physically healthy, yes, but far too emotionally exhausted to escape an empty void holed up in their brain. Not on their heart because love is foreign to them and the closest tendency they have to love is obsession. Their helplessness is their way to life. They want to feel alive and drive themselves into crazy ideas to connect with life. Anything and nothing are equal to them because everything they gain is lost due to their ignorance and boredom. A simple yet complicated shallow feeling torturing and haunting them for who knows how long. It's a tragic form of depression filled with hope. After all, it is their only true trait and form and it can even be their personality.
- I was bored and this needs more depth but oh well 🤷♀️
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AcakA book for edgy people! Don't expect too much, it's just random thoughts explored and elaborated.
