Evolution

Human beings are mental. Mad. Twisted. Quirky. Broken.
We curse what we cannot change and sorrow over what could be but isn’t and can’t be. We pretend we are whole and sane when inside we are shattered. Horrifically sharp pieces we cut ourselves and others on. We want the black and white wholeness of actuality. Facts indisputable. We yearn for truth but there is a haze of grey across our vision. We claw at our eyes but the grey is inside us. Permeating, saturating, defining us.
This is humanity. We are not factual beings. We are walking shades of grey, but the joy of it is that we are suffused with colour and we paint the world with our shadings. Bright colourful splashes of hope and yearning, wishing and striving. Life is not a sum total of the facts of our existence, should not be, could never be. Because we can be evolution incarnate, each individual who is blessed in seeking more than the day to day survival. In simply…seeking MORE.
Today, I will paint those colours. I will yearn, I will strive, I will ignore facts and wish for what likely cannot be. And I will not regret or sorrow over the helpless things. The shades of grey I wish were black and white and simple. Being human is messy, complicated, and absolutely, thoroughly mental. Also delicious and joy inducing and oh-yes-I-am-so-not-alone-in-this.
And you. I love being human with you. You teach me new colours.
-kym