When faced with so many unknowns, one must learn to accept that life is a mystery--people are mysterious as well.
Mysteries are intriguing, like what lives at bottom of the ocean. However, being that deep replaces intrigue with a desperate search for answers.
In the darkness of the sea, we come up with our own conclusions--the entities that exist in the darkness. None are false, none are true--for no human being has gone that deep and could validate the hypotheses. And I mean deeper than James Cameron.
What is one to do when their need for oxygen is just as strong as their desire for answers?
How long can they deny themselves air for a mystery that may not ever reveal itself? For, in such darkness, the detective has naught to investigate but the most subtle and easily misinterpreted clues.
This investigator is no fool, no, he can connect dots kilometres apart. In his mind, scenarios by the millions exist--each one unique. And in that darkness, it is so easy to confuse imagination with reality. How much of his heart is he willing to put into potential non-existence?
Sometimes, detectives are given false answers--meant to dissuade them. The first time it happens, an individual would naturally believe it (unless their nature is naturally suspicious). However, when the subtle clues do not add up and equate to the straight forward answer, the detective begins to delve deeper.
The question remains: is he plunging into the bottomless depths of his imagination, or is he unraveling a never-ending enigma?
In the end, if there is an end, he must make a choice: learn to breath underwater or come up for air. To not choose at all would mean drowning to death.
An inspiring friend of mine told me, 'travel in the direction your soul teaches you, you don't always need to understand it, trust in your higher self'. 🙂
I think I have always had to learn to breathe underwater, it's a very 12th house thing.
"What is one to do when their need for oxygen is just as strong as their desire for answers?"
ask someone who can no longer breathe air - when there is no air, there is only the question - where is the air - there is no longer a need for an answer
no one knows all the answers - it is the journey, not the quest ...
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Mysteries are intriguing, like what lives at bottom of the ocean. However, being that deep replaces intrigue with a desperate search for answers.
In the darkness of the sea, we come up with our own conclusions--the entities that exist in the darkness. None are false, none are true--for no human being has gone that deep and could validate the hypotheses. And I mean deeper than James Cameron.
What is one to do when their need for oxygen is just as strong as their desire for answers?
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Sometimes, detectives are given false answers--meant to dissuade them. The first time it happens, an individual would naturally believe it (unless their nature is naturally suspicious). However, when the subtle clues do not add up and equate to the straight forward answer, the detective begins to delve deeper.
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