Deep Thinking On A Sunday Afternoon

Life can be a sobering proposition. Life is a crap shoot. Yesterday, we can be on top of the world; today, a totally different story. We allow our hopes and dreams to hinge upon outside influences. How we feel society judges us. What we think is our value is so often based on what we perceive to be other's feelings or actions towards us. Is it any wonder then that so many can fall into a nether world of despair in the blink of an eye? How easy it can be to lose one's self. So many ways at one's disposal to do just that. To hide from the struggles of every day life. Give in to pain, give in to a loathing of circumstance which can then manifest as a loathing of self. Give in to feelings of being misused and abused by things "outside our control". Yet, are they really? Do we as beings of a (supposedly) higher intellect truly have no power over our circumstances? Can we learn to close our eyes and be still for a moment in time, and then just a moment more? Let ourselves feel?  Let ourselves hear the internal workings of our minds? Can we learn to connect with our souls? Most importantly, can we find peace? What happens to that connection, that peace, once our eyes are open? If we (as that higher intellectual being) continue to search for some measure of inner peace, can we obtain it without giving up, or giving in? Which path we choose to take is as diverse as the universe itself. Life is a crap shoot. It is to be seized with all we have, all we hope, all we dream, all we are. It is in those hopes, those dreams deep within our souls that we might finally live a life fully realized.