Speckles of Time

Let them all go. All the painful memories, All the sneaky insidious whispers, All the crushing soles of people's feet. ... It is time. Time for you to live again. Time for your life to be yours. Time for you to breathe.

How many times can one be reborn? How many lives can one choose to live? How many faces does one end up wearing? ... Have you ever wondered, Who you choose to be, Day after day? ... Is it me, Is it you, Or is someone we think we know...

I've lived so many lives,  all wrapped into one single lifetime.  I've been so many different people,  all embodied in one single chuck of flesh.  I've been through so many tears and sorrows,  and so many laughs and smiles that I don't even count anymore,  yet,  through it all,  there was something missing,  something hidden,  something sacred,  and I never knew what.  Now I know,  now I have it,  and yet I don't.  ... You and I,  we are one,  one soul,  one soul living in two different bodies.  ... Sometimes you feel so close,  but then again,  a blink of an eye,  and you are again far far away, like it always was.  A part of me is here,  and a part of me is somewhere there. And I wonder... Will they ever be in the same place,  at the same time,  for long enough...?

Some days it is hard enough to find the strength to get out of bed, let alone keep on being human. On other days,  there is nothing as marvelous as being a human, experiencing all the joys and wonders the world has to offer.