I dream of a future,
but the path feels so unclear,
Like a river that wanders,
afraid to disappear.
With each passing moment,
the world shifts and bends,
I’m caught between love
and what the future intends.

You call me your future,
Your steady embrace,
But I always find myself left in the dark,
searching your face.
You said I could give you a home,
A place to belong,
But can you offer the same,
when your consistency is gone?
A home needs two,
A shared foundation,
A love that’s true,
Can we build that together,
or is it just me pulling through?

In the quiet of my heart at night,
I find both peace and unrest,
A fire that burns brightly,
yet leaves me second guessing what’s best.
Cold winds blow softly,
as doubt starts to creep,
Will we find the warmth together,
or am I drifting too deep?

I’ve been your warrior,
Your steadfast guide,
Fought battles for you,
Stood by your side.
When you fell,
I lifted,
found paths for you to tread,
While you left my heart; Unread.

You met my family,
Stepped into my life,
For a moment,
I thought we’d survive the strife.
But then you went back to your land,
And the silence grew deep,
Promises faded,
and I failed to sleep.

You say we lost a battle,
but not the whole war,
Yet I stand alone,
facing a burning castle,
with everything we’ve built at risk,
turning to ash.
If we’re to survive this,
I need your hands to help me fight,
Before everything crumbles,
and fades from sight.

I’ve sacrificed so much,
lost pieces along the way,
Carrying us through,
when you couldn’t find words to say.
I’ve held us up,
kept us from sinking low,
While you stood back, lying low.

I’ve given parts of myself,
again and again,
While you stayed silent,
stuck in your pain.
I’m standing here,
unsure where to go,
Feeling the cracks of a love gone slow.
Do I keep holding on,
though I’m broken and sore?

I’m from a land where love is loud,
Where hearts are open, and joy is unbowed.
We speak with passion, with all our might,
We stand together, facing the fight.
You’re from a land that’s quiet, reserved,
Where emotions are muted,
and love is observed.

So here I stand,
Lost in the fray,
Our future uncertain,
Our hearts led astray.
The war rages on, but I can’t fight this way,
Do I surrender now,
Or wait for the break of day?

Roots once deeply set,  
Now feel distant and unmet.  
Home feels foreign, out of place,  
Restless in this empty space.

Family’s far in a city new,  
Where finding change feels hard to do.  
Caught in routine that won’t decay
Desiring a new doorway.

The future is out of control,  
Tied to shifting goals and roles.  
Waiting for a chance or sign,  
To reshape this life of mine.

Restless nights and tangled thoughts,  
Seeking clarity, but feeling lost.  
Caught between the now and what might be,  
In a place that doesn’t fit me.

The road ahead is full of bends,
Yet I hold on as it twists and wends.
Searching for a fit that’s clear and right,
In a life that’s still in mid-flight.

Something broke inside the day I found  
The impossible truth that left me bound.  
Not words but actions I craved to see,  
In my quest for love, so endlessly.

"In-love" left me puzzled, torn apart,  
Yet part of me wanted to give my heart.  
To love deeply, fully, without refrain,  
Yet whispers warned it might bring pain.

Why, when love's unmet, do we give more,  
Teaching there's no need to even the score?  
Why let ourselves erode, bit by bit,  
Asking if they love us, waiting for it?

Instead, ask if your love remains true,  
Do they bring joy, or is it through?  
Are you better alone, finding your way,  
Than with someone who can't understand the play?

Perhaps, after all, in different tongues we speak,  
Our love languages after all do not meet.

As human beings we pursue happiness when it’s only ephemeral. Abiding to unrelenting woe to attain brief junctures of contentment is mundane and nowhere near rational.

However we wouldn’t know how to enjoy sunlight without nighttime; paradoxical complements.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴.

Why

You are subconsciously afraid of the change that will come from going from reaching out for what you genuinely want. You relate freedom to happiness, which is something good. It doesn’t matter whether the change will be good or bad, your ego is afraid to change.

Why

Your ego likes the status quo. Right now you’re alive and well and your ego wants to keep it that way. I believe evolution has given us an “ego” precisely for that reason, self preservation. It had a quite logical purpose back when humans were hunters and stuff. They had to be afraid of everything that was foreign in order to stay alive. Not anymore.

𝘐𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳? 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?

𝗕𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗻. 𝗪𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁. 𝗦𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲. 𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝗻𝗼𝘄. 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗳𝘂𝗹. 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝘁. 𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗿.

“I do not feel superior because I'm vegan. The truth is I am vegan because I do not feel superior to others.”
—Michele McCowan.

It’s more accurately a principle that we shouldn’t subject anyone to our wants and/or needs.

The bottom line isn’t whether we believe ourselves to be better people. The question is not what we are, but what we think, and what we do as a result of what we think. The issue is about ideas and behaviors, not people.

Those of us who reject cannibalism do not think we are "better" than cannibals, do we? We only believe that there are ways of acting that are better than others according to ethics.