The constant confusion, that is the process of living life to its fullest, is a most basic form of existential angst. While most of us get stuck in the flow of modern life with its streamlined path leading to the end of all roads, some do sometimes get a moment to reflect upon what it means to exist. While there are ends visible until the horizon on the streamlined paths, the more interesting paths in life are blurry, foggy and desolate.
Making the jump with a hope to maybe gain something but surely lose everything one stands on is something that does not come easily to most of us mortals. But there is a delicate liberating joy in letting it all go, jumping off the cliff and enjoying the weightlessness with a careless surrender as the wind whizzes past the ears. All there is to gain is the ability to fly and soar, all there is to lose is nothing that was worth it in itself anyway.
So, go, Jump! And I do not mean literally.
Making the jump with a hope to maybe gain something but surely lose everything one stands on is something that does not come easily to most of us mortals. But there is a delicate liberating joy in letting it all go, jumping off the cliff and enjoying the weightlessness with a careless surrender as the wind whizzes past the ears. All there is to gain is the ability to fly and soar, all there is to lose is nothing that was worth it in itself anyway.
So, go, Jump! And I do not mean literally.
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