every so often a decision comes our way that just seems to fly in the face of sanity. and while even i am the first to admit that decisions never were nor likely never will be my storng point, even i can recognise the sheer agony of those decisions that force you to acceot that pain, hurt, heartache are in fact a necessary part of moving forward in life.

it seems unjust that sometimes, we know that to listen to our heads and make the “right” choice for the illusive end goal of a utopian tomorrow we have to slay our own heart and ride the whirlpool of drowning today.

surely when the world was first fresh and new we werent forced to create such agony in some stupid quest to make the world a better place.

where did it go wrong?

when did parents have to choose to terminate a long awanted baby because modern technology allowed them to see the window of a shattered tomorrow, when did reality determine that hearts must be broken today in order to be fulfilled tomorrow. or lovers part because governments control the free flow of day to day living. families split because a doctors decision determines a life time of labels and excuses.

when did this world turn so black that hugs are given more freely in keystrokes than with open arms…and emotion exchanged through emoticons more than the simple gesture of holding out a hand to another,

in a world of go faster and achieve more… have we gone so far that we have made it impossible to truly achieve at all.

are the girfts of this world a long forgotten fantasy laughed at only in fairytales of times gone by.

in a world of support groups and evengalism.. is there truly anyone who is not broken?? in their own way noone is whole. noone is an independent being free from the societal desires of acceptance and success. do these labels we seek to calm our mind and find excuses for our failings in turn warp us to lose sight of the simplicity of what is real and merely offer us a new goal to be the worst at this new demon?

what have our children got for tomorrow in a today that breeds such contempt and hatred that people simply no longer trust.

what hope for a future when love is a long forgotten fallacy.

open your arms to the world and give someone a true hug.

maybe its not too late?

maybe if we all just accept that perfection is the lie we can all move back to that happier place, that happier time when the world was merely measured in those moments of happiness that take your breath away…

not those moments of  “success” money and the foundations of anxiety. not a time when to belong you have to be broken. and to feel you have to be told by your support group how to do it and what you feel.

hugs to the world.

always.