We carry a certain makeshift belief within us, that all the hidden inevitably uncertain factors in our existence, with time will be bestowed upon us, that’s why we are able to lead this illusionary life with a hope driven normalcy, step by step, with its required ups and downs.
But have you ever experienced uncertainty trapped in a small hourglass, confined in a limited boundary, you know clock is ticking, you know with certainty that you will witness the uncertain soon, but then what you don’t know is its nature until it reveales itself.For some of us, that hourglass is our breaking minds, always anxiously paranoid to find the end result of that uncertain factor, always catching us with the fast paced time, with an unsteady shaky expectation, mostly far away from the hopeful normality otherwise deserved.
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A haunting and ethereal look at the things that gestate in our fears and are birthed into our reality. When we most expect, and must accept, the unexpected. A darkness, not lost in despair, but held back be determination. Beautifully written, V! I have been missing the beauty of your words! Stay safe and well, my friend!
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Thanks Brad for reading and adding your wonderful comment to my words. Take care, I promise to be around
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Uncertainty trapped in an hour glass would that not be the time spent from the birth to death. If I am guessing it right. Life?
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Right, it’s even harder to live during this difficult and uncertain times.
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Agreed, thanks for reading
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