A subtle, surprising and surreal “moment”: a “moment” of pleasure; a “moment” of realization; a “moment” only created by the presence of a primary emotion. The experience is exquisite, yet bitter. Its gifts are pleasant, yet treacherous. Its impacts are overwhelming, yet mundane. Why so extraordinary?
Thump, thump, thump; I felt drugged. Continue reading “Subsiding heart attack”
With the amount of work that we put in to become successful, we become susceptible to comparing ourselves with others. We are suddenly engendered to feel a variety of emotions: anger, rage, envy, pride. These comparisons give rise to individuals focusing all their attention on their opponent. And therefore, the distraction demeans them and holds them back, causing their fruition to take an eternity to reach.
Every individual and thing strive to look appealing. They conform to nature’s views of being attractive and make it an obligation to follow them. They strive to look better. Beauty can be perceived as to be fragile. A label that can be lost and broken spontaneously in a fraction of a second. A possession that can be stolen easily. All it takes is an effort, then it can be preserved.
Calamity is always present. Havoc is always present. Peace is always missing. With every resentment and loathe that each person in the world carries, the meaning of being human is lost.
You spontaneously view an entity taking up space and your curiosity is developed; noticing a particular object with your peripheral vision and having it slowly vanish as you focus on it; suggesting and believing incidents and situations that just occurred, but slowly realizing that it never happened. The psychology of the brain is rather complex and ambiguous. Spontaneously, you could be bombarded with something that you truly believe is true, but then, soon after, doubt comes into play. You become assured that it’s false, and your beliefs change. Little did you know that it was all an illusion.
Forever, I must bear it. The insecurity takes over my life and intervenes many of my daily activities and duties. As specified before, this vulnerability intimidates me and makes me feel worthless. But I can’t just do nothing. I am obliged to seek for the source. I need to know what I can change to eradicate this insecurity. Therefore, I used art.
The art of cooking is a skill that must be developed and mastered over time. The determination and the patience that one must have to augment this skill explains the reason for its popularity. With every accented letter included in the name of a gourmet dish, which influences its elegance, the level of exquisiteness that the meal contains is increased. And therefore as the customer admires it the one who’s task was to create the marvelous dish gains overwhelming gratitude. This mutual, positive feeling is what greatly attracts many individuals to learn this skill and to master it for the benefits of both themselves and the people around them.
The infiltration that the body goes through due to the infection of a minor, minuscule and manipulative pathogen causes it to slowly deteriorate without the owner’s attention. But, as the overwhelming and prominent symptoms take place, the owner is left helpless and weak, thus allowing the intruder to thrive and remain victorious. The only solution for this plight is to receive some help. Most specifically, receive some help from the hospital.