Beautiful contradiction

We are Starburst.

Strong, but fragile. Brave, but fearful. Stubborn, but giving in. Full, but empty. Hard, but soft. Right, but wrong. Old, but young. Found, but lost. Crying, but happy.

Contradiction.

We are what we are and what we are not, what we've been and what we will be, what we see and what we don't see, who we want and who we want not to be. We're never one thing, black and white standard existence. We are vibrant and colorful. We are the colors of the rainbow. We are different, and the same. We are everything we could be, and everything we can't be. There are no lines, there are no boundaries. We are. There is no thing we are not. In living, we are everything.

Every range of emotion, every side of an argument, every stage of progression, we are.

Through days and years, through heartbeats and breaths, we encompass a totality of events we attribute to 'life.'

Shooting star, falling to earth, make a wish, make a wish, more than this.

We are, we are, we are--alive. We are breathing and singing and living a life.

Everything that's ever been and everything that will be is somehow linked to some event in our life, generally speaking. We can all sympathize or empathize or any range of 'thizing' we may see fit.

We can take the content matter of another's life and transform it into our own understanding, based on our own experience.

That we can do. And we do it every day. We do a lot of things. We become human beings.

And few of us fight to break free of the normalcy imposed by society, take a moment to stop and think, some of these things just aren't quite right. How we live life, who we are and what we do. It's alright though, it's all different for me and you---but the same. Contradictory reality regime.