What if life was played in fast forward? Would you look more, out the window? See the buildings, the missing trees? The colors changed, painted in steel? Focus on folds, beneath your cheeks? Spend time with the once, called lonely?
What if life was played in reverse? Would you redo things, differently? Experience reality? Change your lack of identity? Free your mind of not feeling free? Rethink responsibilities?
What if life was paused? Would you be doing, what you are doing right now? What is the first thing that comes to mind? What about the colors on your brush? Do you think that they are enough? Are you still on the right track?
What if life had to be lonely? Would you use your voice to speak? Is there a reason to listen? What rules would you want to create? Would you understand heartbreak? Would you bother to hit replay?
Either way we all reach the end. But we write separate screenplays. Decide our fate and how we blend. And how we fast forward our days.
Hopefully we are not the same. Get to use our voice and listen. To lose ourselves would be a shame. Or to move forward, not driven.
Remember, your life is in play. And should not be thrown away.
Life is all of those things, rushing, bustling, looking back, taking time out to pause and reflect, and those occasions of isolation that we all go through at one time or another. But though we are all different; take seemingly different paths, for me, the imperative of the human collective also makes us somehow the same.
this piece connotes an unusual perception on the reality of life, it is multi dimensional which makes it all the more intriguing because it leads me into different planes of thinking involving spiritual elements, great work of art, rare form of expression
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