Ignorance is bliss

The wind blew over my face as I stood looking at the dwarfed structures everywhere. Moving lights, curvious roads, people going people coming. As my hairs meshed up on my face I was not sure which thought I was going through. There was anger, sorrow, excitement and sorrow again. Why can't I just fill my lungs with this cool wind and take a dive. Why aren't answers as simple as questions? Why can't things be as simple as they look? The deep emptiness resurfaced in me , my thoughts provoking me towards newer challenges. Certain things are beyond reasoning, explanations and of course, control. Stones melt and water freeze...I had no choice but to melt under forces unknown..but what now? Where do I store myself in? Did I melt too quickly before I had found a way to avoid flowing away? When actions defy common sense and is beyond any reasoning or logic how do you counter them? I could see a seamless view containing an array of varied objects. The most complicated of all creations on earth-man! Man spent time , resources and what not to create those vehicles, cars, bikes , the tall buildings, the tall and majestic communication towers etc. But his inside is still elusive to him. Falls as a weak being when it comes to those unknown forces originating within him. I took a step forward and Whoa! I was at the edge, the heights dizzying... but an experience inexplicable.Everything so simple and obvious but yet so complex. All answers right there but yet to be picked like an epiphany.I took a deep breath and in a short while was back to my defensive, preserving self. They truly say "Ignorance is Bliss".

There are times when you just want to run away...run run run n never look back at whats happening behind you.You are clueless why something is happening around you.Your thoughts are passing like sweeping images like you are traveling in a train. Or maybe you feel like landing in an island and taking a dive in the vast blue sea , go to the depth of ocean and inhibit there.Time seems to be slipping away like smooth white sand running from a closed fist. But you have no choice but to stick up.You maybe crumbling from inside but outside you gotta present the integrated you.You maybe screaming from inside but outside you talk in the most pleasant and convincing voice.Your reasoning fails you when you try to comprehend the situation.I only wish I could break free fly away into the blue clear sky like a small bird , hoping around ,dangling and swinging on a loose hung branch, in a beautiful forest full of flowers and trees, with spring cool breeze blowing around and bringing along with a new gush of fresh air which would wash away the old lingering smell around in the ambiance.