Organised Existence

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I want an organised existence and that I shall get.

Organised existence, a concept I have pondered, for I have lived within the bounds of imposed limitations rather than defined rules. 

Imposed limitations not of my own making, were borrowed from the perspectives of society, allowing external views to shape my boundaries and confine my potential.


Black and white lonely tree

I do acknowledge the time spent on pursuits that may not have been the most fruitful; Yet in my defense, my actions were guided by the knowledge I had at the time. It is a curious spectacle, observing how we all navigate similar phases and emotions, albeit under different guises and circumstances, each handling these universal experiences in our distinct ways.

Observing life unfold around us, a mosaic of existence where each individual follows their unique path, marked by the passage of time. I find myself an observer, alive and questioning my purpose, as if my role were merely to witness the lives of others quietly noticing patterns in behaviour. Aware in the moment but not enjoying the moment to the extent that I am oblivious of my actions, or others'.

Lonely tree


The thought crosses my mind: would a less analytical approach to life feel any less inadequate, like it seems most people are; Not seeing the hands of capitalism shaping people's concepts of value. Not seeing the social constructs that exist and how they shape socialisation patterns. Not observing the patterns in human behaviour, understanding why they live the way they do from their own perspective as a means to understand the reason behind each action. 

In this observance patterns emerge, differences become apparent, and while I am fully present, I often find myself detached from the essence of these moments.



A lonely pathway between trees in a foest.


Yet acceptance has been my teacher, revealing that these layers of understanding will not be evident or significant to all. Perspectives vary widely, and the beauty of our collective existence lies in this diversity of understanding.

... Perspectives exist, and oh do they vary.

In hindsight, I will handle myself better.


The places that trees grow. A lone tree growing on a log protruding from a lake.



Comments

  1. AnonymousFebruary 1, 2024 at 1:55 PM

    This is a really good piece..
    Life will be a lot more easier if we can all see things just the way they are meant to be..But we all have our very own perspective..

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  2. AnonymousFebruary 2, 2024 at 3:16 PM

    This is very interesting, most times society shapes us out of the reality.

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  3. AnonymousDecember 31, 2024 at 2:31 PM

    I can relate to this 😥

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