When a flower does not bloom,
Do you blame the flower?
or do you blame the enviroment?

Fairy tales ingrained in us that we should be benevolent kings and leaders
Compassionate , Caring , Loving ,Trusting,Tolerant, Altruistic
and the list goes on.

But that is only possible in fairytales.
The truth is benevolence does not produce results effectively because humans ultimately will abuse them.
Under high pressure people will find loop holes and greed will kick in.
Abusing the trust that is given.
The values of everyone differs too much at the whims of “freedom”
An iron fist/tyranny is necessary to pull them all together.

Just like the concept of true love
And “happily ever after” .
Fairytales lie and only brings about false expectations of life.
And all in all, leads to one inevitable ending .
Pain and heart aches to the cruelty of life.
No one cares.
The truth in this real world in its rawest form is simply the survival of the strongest.
Cruelty that will follow through, as age catches up,
and you start to notice yourself slowly becoming irrelevant as it definitely will one way or another.
Eg. What makes you irreplaceable in the future?
Eg. What makes you deserve more than others?

No one wants a benevolent leader who can’t produce results.
Nobody wants to be in a kingdom in poverty.
The good hearted will be trampled upon, and those that dare trample will rise.

im not naive and oblivious to the shit people can do / will do.
Fairy tales lie and the world is cruel, selfish and superficial…
But it doesn’t mean we have to choose to be the same

This post marks the epilogue.
whether life was touched negatively or positively who will ever know or care?.
The turmoil and conflicts in my heart, the pain to bear
whether it meant being loser in the eyes of the world. this i do not care
Life goes on and my hope burns in embers in the dark
my dreams , my resolve, remains in solitude

The end

Hope, determination, resilience and trust, all at their peak , working against me.
How dare they.
I asked them, why do what they do .
And they sheepishly said to me , we came from your so called “unconditional love” ken, what else can it be?

The beauty of giving one devout belief and trust while quietly accepting whatever shit that follows.
Mentally , emotionally or physically if any. Such noble and idealistic dream, or most say naiveness
In a world that revolves around superficialness, logic and hidden agendas - things with strings attached, the concept of unconditional love lies even more closely to the heart.
rinse and repeat

some people leave for a change, some stay to change
Who was i to ever judge what is best?
Who was I to assume I knew better?
Who was I to attempt to change what was never within my means?
Who was I to deny what you wanted?

Maybe all this self proclaim change was never needed in the first place
afterall it is clear I was the one suffering with no fruition
To each his own. for me my flaw. the definition of life/happiness anchors us all
Is the grass truly greener where it rains?

Perhaps it was fate that planted in our minds the thought that we could ever change it.
There is no point in self control and holding back.
In the end, all efforts lead back to the same road.
Disappear

I will be the painter of my story.
To be a villain, a tyrant , or a hero
I will be just me. till then world :)