It is easy to be cheery and driven when things are going your way. Falling down a barrel of a gun slowly churning into indiscernible grime and sewage, muck and loathing incarnate grasping at your pores whilst finger tip bleed and joints lock is the better way to explain attempts at the idea of feeling this way when the world is eating you up. There is no hope. Because we never packed a lunch for this field trip to transly-fuckyou-vania when we had the kitchen of milk and honey available to us. Seizing the moment of happiness is not just being gleeful and grinning mindlessly but packing it up and taking down notes.
Understanding the farthest reaches of pain cannot exist without an available library of information on the opposite wing. To know anger avails the opposite if we just turn the book over and utter the magic syllables,”what if?”. In moments of freedom, just as in moments of self-realization or bliss, it is highly possible and more commemorating to jot down information and understanding of the dynamics and options we have at hand. In these happiest of moments if we make goals, symbols, stars to shoot for, then we have armed ourselves for the winter of which may come. Dreams may be silly things if we let them or they can be what Excalibur enchanted with words of valor, truth, and savvy would wield depending if we believe which fork we feast.
So put a bullseye on the stars you believe in and want to follow. That way when the darkest moments come, you can look up and see where you want to be. The path may seem rigid or impossible but the stronger your gaze, focus and will the stronger the star will shine and pull you through. Use your highs and create good dreams to pull you through the darkest of moments. My personal technique is that I have a superhero version of myself made from a conglomerate of childhood influences that I wanted to be when I was little, and I use his attire and strut as a rope of life to climb and shine out of the dark shit. Never forget how big you are.
