Being confused

From all martyrs, being confused is the most painful. Dispersion and lack of acknowledgment makes our way clumsy and undefined. Scars seem to block our vision, they impede us from looking at the real picture. Yet, as if all were to be foggy, we force ourselves to see the all, but the harder we try, the worse everything turns. Stress seems to ghost around us, fog seems to try to loose us in our way. No confused dreamer, no conscious warrior, no adrenaline addict will be happy until the natural confusion and anxiety disperses into nothing but content.

Jose Arvide

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s