Tightrope

I am reading this book,

it is one of those self-help books,

written by one of those self-help gurus,

who teaches you that we are all in control,

that we let the bad things happen to us,

how it’s all just a matter of attitude,

that to change the circumstances we are in,

we only need to change how we view

the people and situations around us,

I believe there is some truth in this;

but;

I’m not sure how that explains starving children,

lying in Africa with their stomachs distended and bloated,

staring up at the camera with dead bulging eyes,

or a young bride on her honeymoon in Cancun,

being struck down dead by a lightning bolt,

or a hundred other fucked up stories so tragic,

so terrible and horrific,

people don’t even like talking about them,

because it makes them remember;

that we aren't in control of SHIT!!!!!

and we never were;

it is only our human arrogance,

which tells us otherwise,

when the truth is something much simpler,

something beyond anything we can see or touch,

that there is only so much to go around,

and what gives to one takes from another,

and until the day comes when we understand,

that it’s all just a matter of balance,

soft and delicate, like a circus performer

walking slowly along the stretched tightrope;

there will never be any peace of mind,

there will never be any true happiness.

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