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the forest

i've been reading blogs on our discovery page here, and always wanted to write something again. but the thing is my last post was me at my most vulnerable and i don't want to delete or append to that.
thing is i've been learning to live, like we all do. as children, we grow up we start spending time on things that interest us, like trades or internet or reading novels. growing up, i tried to suppress those, to the point that i still feel weird admitting that i didn't want to choose the path i did. but alas, there isn't much we can do about it, is there ? but when you suddenly, get disrooted from this path, conciously or not, it feels very isolating.
it's almost as you were walking through a dense forest, in a specific direction, sure of the fact that the direction we take you somewhere, and suddenly the compass falls off you hand and smashing on a rock. for a moment there's this weird silence, where you are trying to gauge the fact that there's broken glass at your feet. but when the sudden realization happens as what that means, it feels... not good.
we live a dark forest, through an everlasting night. at birth, we are given this hope of a crowning sun at the horizon, but as your vision clears, the dawn seems much further. some people still stay hopeful of the fact that this dawn will save us all, from this wild-dark-unjust world, or at least our journey through it will. they make it so, it becomes doubtful that anyone skeptic of this dawn feels more lost than the rest, a beast more wild, unguided by the hope which they so hold dear.
but, as we keep walking, the bruises of the night, the loss of hope, some of us, will realize that, we cannot tell, if there is a dawn on the other side. maybe we are just destined to walk through this forest, a beast born of the dirt, somehow able to "be", destined to turn to dirt again.
obviously, hopeful people feel have the promise of the light to keep them going, being generous and kind, but the person of the latter understanding has the capability of being kind too. through our lives here, we've grown to be more humane, less beastly; i hope.