Grows continuosly....
Do you always know what you want in life?
Maybe. Maybe not.
The fact is no one could be certain of everything in life.
Being a cynic is all but a choice, an option you could take or not take.
I'm grateful for everything that I have.
I'm also grateful for all the things that I don't have.
Because it allows me to grow continuosly knowing full well that,
I always have something to look forward to.
Dance has been a staple in my life for the past 4 years.
It's so therapeutic that sometimes it hards to explain why.
I may not be able to admit that dance is my passion.
But it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter if it's said or written or carved in in heart.
All it matters is whenever I dance, I get a certain enjoyment out of it.
Be it sharing what I love to everyone else who loves it too.
Be it laughing at myself for coming up with silly movements.
Be it being frustrated for not being able to catch steps.
Be it being scrutinized for things that I can or can't do.
Be it being laughed at and ridiculed for following my dream.
Be it just dance to let my anger/frustrations off.
There's a certain safety net that I can fall onto whenever I get to dance.
Dance is such a universal thing.
Don't get too entangled in yourself.
To improve. To be better. To 'master' a certain style.
To look like so and so.
Dance is communal. It's supposed to be shared.
To enjoy it with everyone else around you.
Once you get too tangled up with all those,
then how do you get a kick out of it?
And don't bring anyone down who has a different opinion as you are.
And never feel down when people have a different opinion.
Share it. Live it. Dance it.
Dance like how and what your body wants you to.
If only....
Betrayed by the people whom he loves most.
Pushed around by the 2 most important person in his life.
Used by the people whom he cares about.
Ostracized by the people who don't get what he's going through.
Blamed himself for being not knowing how to handle the situation.
LIfe's a mysteryLife is bullshit....
But these are merely words.
Formed by the countless thoughts and emotions entangling his mind and heart.
All contained in him, not able to let them pass.
To create appropriate actions accordingly.
There's no need for acceptance.
There's no need for approval.
Those are superficial.
All he seeks is living.
Living a life with no superficiality, concerns, cares, love ......
Living a life of 'boredom', so to speak.
Only if I don't have the mind and the heart to think and feel otherwise.
If only....