darkness in the dark

overwhelmed by words cramming up my heads. they could form sentences to create a novel but they chose to do otherwise. random thoughts became irrational fears. sometimes i just want to get away from myself. go to some place where i'm separated by my thoughts. they ought to be one entity but somehow the lines are crossed. those times, those moments, those early hours before anyone start the day, they have already started theirs. they choose to haunt the weak, make them strengthless, crippled them.

all i ask is a quiet night all by my own.

until silent is all i hear.

until peace is all i felt.

until then...

Serenity Prayer

During our teenage years, we were frantically losing ourselves in the whirlpool of peer pressure, deceived by what love truly means and ignorant of what freedom really stands for. As a result, we become someone who are defined by the wrong yardstick, a measurement given by society, a collective “they” whom we don’t even know their name.

To say that we cease to become who we are is unwarranted because we didn’t know who define what we are.

1. Are we who we are because of an inborn characteristic?
2. Or because of what we create ourselves to be?
3. Or because of who we want to become?

If the second is true, is it sufficed to say that we become who we are by experience?

If the third is true, is it sufficed to say that becoming who we are is a process…

No doubt, I’m sure there are elements of truth in the 3 points.

Why are the differences between growing up and growing old?

Probably growing up is a process where we lose ourselves completely to find ourselves again while growing old is a process by which we learn to come to term with the person we have become.

Learning to accept ourselves may be the hardest thing we all need to learn.

God,

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.

(The Serenity Prayer is generally thought to have been written by Reinhold Niebuhr)