From miles away, how do we truly see each other? I mean, if the distance is wide enough, if no taste is shared, no circumstance alike. Are we then just separate individuals, each living in our own world out here, tending to our own things, and it’s simply too sad that we cannot share, because the distance is just so long? The things I long for, would they arrive as joy to you? Or this quiet tear falling from my eye, could it ever settle gently on your heart as weight?
Even the same person, placed in two different corners of this tiny blue planet, no desert or snow mountain needed, do they keep a unity of mind? And if they do, how much? Maybe the smile still looks the same, but underneath we are thinking, trading off, completely different things. That difference hardens into a changed demonstration, not only outer, but inner too. We begin to diverge the very moment we are apart. Even a single, pathetic individual, we , are no longer one.
I couldn’t stop thinking, what if our lives are just like the Doctor’s, we travel with our own TARDIS, we reincarnate, we are never the same person after some years. Of course, the memory is still there, but it fades through time. It’s a blessing and a curse. We cannot start all over with a whole new personality or a new look, a custom outfit. We just carry on, bear the same boringness, keep circling and then failing, praying and seeing the horizon of Earth.
I’m thinking maybe not many things matter, because that’s just the current state. And it’s too sad, we cannot catch any state or see all the states. We just handle it, watching it pass through and flee. So, it seems the only thing we need to seriously consider is handling, or fixing, in this moment, in this second. Or what else can we hold in hand? It’s kind of sad, not in a nihilism style, just that even though we cannot keep anything, we still have to deal with some things to fulfil the desire. It’s a game theory with no winners. Life does not care, and you should not care about anything when nothing lasts.
However, I’m saying a bad or pessimistic thing. In another way, I’m being optimistic, because nothing is forever, nothing lasts. So you too, we all change, and maybe it’s about time to be another person, handle the state, try to be better. That’s it. Thanks for reading.