Saturday, January 26, 20137:29 AM
I think the world is perfect. In all its imperfections, the unfairness of every situations, because these things are what makes everything balanced.
Some people will live in their pool of wealth while some people will endure every single day of the dirtiness of poverty, and then the rest will be lucky enough to be right in the middle of it all.
But then again, Luck is subjective.
Just as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the definition of luck depends on certain individuals.
You might go around saying; "I want to be pretty", while someone out there dreams of your 'perfect' face because they don't even have the essentials or maybe suffers from any sorts of deformities.
We live in a world, where the majority tells you what you should be, what you need and how you should react. Our definition of beauty came from the media, and slowly, they have implanted the idea of what a perfect human being is inside all of our heads, but at the same time telling us that nobody is perfect.
Can you see their game? The way they manipulate us? The way they confuse and pollute our minds?
"You must be this, you should wear that and you have to do this, because if you don't you're an outcast and will be viewed in a disgusting or maybe malicious manner, but if you can't, don't worry because no one is perfect."
To me, nothing was ever unfair. Because i believe that everything happens for a reason. At least one tiny reason. A good one, that benefits if not yourself, maybe someone else.
When everything starts to feel hazy, and heavy with problems and scarred with flaws,
never ever forget the times where you were blessed with the ultimate blessings of all; Being alive.
Being able to feel the pain, the loneliness, the joy and the bliss of life.
Because the key to be happy with life is being grateful.