Wish You Were Here

Sometimes it’s easier to forget something that no longer exists, than to let go of something that never did.

We are so often consumed by our own inner turmoil that we don’t want to see the truth of the matter, and in some cases, we never see the truth. We try our hardest to make it real, to make it tangible, but it’s a futile effort in the end, if the only tangible truth is that you think it’s real.

If it’s only our own thoughts that have basis in reality rather than events themselves, we are deluding ourselves. Only leading us further into the depths of despair and inky darkness that may be impossible to find our way out of.

We can become so attached to the idea we have created that we don’t want to face the reality of the situation. We don’t want to accept anything but that which is ours.

When we are so immensely immersed in our created vision our only chance is to wake up each day and hope that the vision has dissolved entirely.