there is no escape. perhaps on a cold autumn day or a blistering hot summer solstice, it will start. the moment will happen upon you the same way it all happened upon you. thrust into your life another feeling will arrive. try as you might, like trying to unsee something, the fight will be lost. it cant be forgotten, hidden from or removed.

Do you realize, That happiness makes you cry?

flaming lips.

it will be perpetuated with thoughts, its choice of delivery. recurrent thoughts, out of nowhere, control the narrative. it tells you repeatedly what it wants and where its going. over and over again, as if you were a five-year old child, the idea repeats with images in your mind over and over again. the same mechanism that drives fish up a river they have never know to spawn. the same thing that collapses dynasties, builds dreams and transforms societies will envelope you. will become you.

its best to not fight it. best to simply lose and accept it. to head towards it is to simply let gravity take over, falling is so much easier when you simply relax, stiffing up will simply make the fall so much more painful. cracks and confusion to follow, another layer you tell yourself as you hold your breath and simply accept the fate. let the inevitable moment in, greet it at the door and never look back. its come to rest and will not leave until its won.