بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
Absolute stillness applauds the intensity of the wind. How veracious it is, through and through. It demands worthiness. The fickle fail to comprehend.
How many masks can you bear to wear? But it's the nature of the world and the times.
Times are such that we justify 101% indulgence of ourselves, ambitions, dreams, whilst simultaneously neglecting how ridiculous our expectations are of the world around us. Somehow we'll accept the two-faced nature of a person, but we won't fight the injustices that define every other aspect of the world. We live for ourselves, not for the goodness of the world nor for the purpose for which we were created.
We accept the inwardly-ugly nice guy. He who talks the talk of grace when it suits, walks the walk of chivalry when it suits, but when the game wanes and he tires, his selfishness shines through. What a shame. I respect more the hateful enemy than the deceptive friend. Save the drama. Life is too short to play around. Why do we accept him? Because to some, he, and maybe even his character, looks good. Time eventually reveals the ugliness that lies beneath.
If the superficial is your lead, then follow. There's no time left to mess around. Time is at its end. Embrace the decisions you've made for they are now that within which you shall find your comfort.
Written some months ago.
