Surrounded

All I ever wanted was to simply be accepted. Yet here I am, surrounded by the illusion of emptiness. Slowly dissipating, as if mimicking, yet mocking my life goals. A design of my very own, a destination that started as a suggested path yet became an imposed reality.

A path I chose to crowd with self-made distraction, to make me like you, to make you like me, to create the illusion of connection. To keep me busy enough from ever knowing myself, from ever achieving the one thing I desired above all. A genuine self-connection.

Life experience has gifted me the knowledge that the elusive connection to something greater than yourself can only exist when your physical being, your mental awareness, and your spiritual being exists in perfect balance. 

It is a state where all work as one, independently free from their egos, allowing you to ascend what you ever thought possible—finding a new path forward to destinations that before remained cloaked in the fragile crystals of knowing.

Yet this can only exist when we know that the connection we seek resides deep with in, and the only way to access it is to become empty. To forget all you think you know, all you believe you are, and simply live with the freedom of understanding that you will never know.