This Moment

This moment.

I’m not lost but I feel myself as I travel through this season of my life.

There’s an anxiety within me as I continue this daily routine.

I believe there is something more for me but I have yet to understand a way to achieve it.

There’s an ache in my heart.

As I walk among us I can’t help but feel the subconscious pain each and every one of us must endure each 24hr cycle.

Rationalization of reality will drive you insane.

To repeatedly live the same life over and over.

It never really makes sense.

You’re not really trying to achieve anything.

You’re just easing your way through this process until you die.

We let our meaning equate to a job, money, and short burst of momentary happiness.

(That’s literally it.

That’s all their is to our lives.

Whatever meaning we find is created by us).

Transcending time perpetually living in the past and future.

Not realizing that there is only one absolute truth.

Right now.

This moment. This moment. This moment.

As each is consistently fleeting, where do you fall.

Because no matter where you’re mind falls you’ll always transport back here. This moment.

But this activates my dilemma.

Where the fuck do I stand.

In a world where you know everyone is faking.

That what we are told holds value will be replaced by something else.

That the perpetual suffering can only cease when we decide....

I still get lost in my head when I write.

Because none of that matters. Only this moment. This moment.