“I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.”—Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian. (via thatkindofwoman)
“We see the world, not as it is, but as we are — or, as we are conditioned to see it. When we open our mouths to describe what we see, we in effect describe ourselves, our perceptions, our paradigms.”—― Stephen R. Covey (via psych-quotes)
Often we find ourselves asking questions we already know the answers to. But do we really believe them? The dilemma with such does not lie on the answers that we seek rather what troubles us is which truth would we end up adhering to.
I’ve always been perplexed on how the human mind works, on how at a certain point it would callously bring us to the brink of truth and its cruelty whereby setting forth a chain of unfortunate events; of self-doubts, what could’ve beens, and the never will be’s. And on how at the polar opposite of such it would artifice us with what we want to believe, deceiving us with thoughts and false promises of taking the road less travelled— albeit further augmenting our delusions of not necessarily repairing our mistakes but rather affording us of new beginnings or what should have beens.
So the next time we pursue a quest for answers to questions we think we already know about. Maybe just maybe we should stop ourselves, clear our heads, and save ourselves from all the deceitful temperaments and prejudices, because if there’s a few things that I’ve learned from being a young wide eyed 21 year old its that sometimes, I picked my truths and that’s where all faults started.