Have you ever thought of your life as a screenplay? The friends, family, and teachers are merely characters in your own personal stage? That they are just actors, be it main or bit-part? Have you ever experience the cruelty of life? When it gives you everything, and in return, takes someone or something dear from you? There's a word for it : Irony.
In life, we know not what to expect at the turn of the next corner. We know not what lies on the road next. We foresee not who is going to love us, leave us, and break us at some point of our life.
As much as we want that person to stay, if the written script says he or she goes, then they will. I guess even us-the main actors of our own play, even if we think it is us who pull the strings, that the choice is always ours, there has always been a greater puppeteer that actually controls us. Regardless what our decisions are, those that we make by ourselves even, are decided by a Greater Hand. The choice was never ours, it was, is, and always will be, His.
We can't control our own life. Can we?
What is life? Is it merely an illusion? An influx of feelings, people, material, etc?
Sigh.
Life is beautiful.
Life makes us happy, sad, angry, broken.
That is life.
Emotions.
I guess life teaches us how temporary things are. It teaches us to treasure. And LOVE.
'Cause everybody is a bit-part player.
We'll never know when his script ends.
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Now that I'm strong I have figured out,
How this world turns cold,
and it breaks my soul
-RedJumpsuitAppratus
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Enjoy the Frozen Yoghurt, you.
Lights out.