Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Been obsessed with Far East Movement's "Rocketeer".
Here we go, come with me There's a world out there that we should see Take my hand, close your eyes With you right here, I'm a rocketeer,
Let's fly Up, up here we go Up, up here we go Let's fly Up, up here we go, go Where we stop nobody knows, knows
I'm really loving these lyrics. Mainly because they're so suiting to something I felt last time. When you're stressed, with emotional problems, with financial problems, with family problems. Whatever the cause, so long as something causes you a lot of issues, people will either deal with it, or ignore it. I deal with them, nearly every single time, but I must admit there's times where I just wish I could fly away from it all. Just get away from all your problems, leaving them behind. Very, very few problems can be solved by running away from them. And normally, they're only solved due to ignorance on the other side. But how easy it is for us to just ignore it and hope it'd go away! We wish we didn't need to deal with things. We wish that things would go our way, making things so much easier. Yet as we have learned in life... things don't always go your way. Frankly, they rarely do.
I hear so many people saying that they loved life as a kid. Where everything was provided, and they never had to worry. All they did was play, get in trouble, make friends and eat and sleep. So simple, no responsibilities. You went to school just to play games and learn simple things. You learned how to share, how to deal with other kids, and how to manipulate your parents and teachers. No, wait. That last part is totally self-taught. Kids have a freedom that we all enjoy, that we all would like. That we all used to have, and for countless people that have brought it up, it's something they want again. Where they could just live life any way they wanted with no responsibilities. It's how we were raised, and its how we would like things to be. Yet we can never go back to that stage. But the fact that we all want to, shows how much we want to get away from all our problems, all our responsibilities, everything that we have to take care of. We want to be little kids again, doing anything we want without a worry.
Suicide is one way of running away. You end your life, you have no problems to deal with anymore. Yet, as I mentioned in a previous post, it is selfish and stupid. But temptations do come, and I empathize. But then again, I have to make a case that flying away from all your problems does help, if its not done eternally. Ignoring issues forever isn't going to help, but I think getting away from it all for a while helps. And trust me, I've gone through that before.
I remember when I had a really bad time with the whole ignorance era of E458, I took a break from Singapore, and came up to Kuala Lumpur to visit my mom. It was mainly to visit, but a strong factor was to just get a break. To get away from it all. That was also a factor that led me to staying in Kuala Lumpur for much longer than I planned to. I did feel so much better getting away from it. But yet I had to deal with it when I came back. But the rest, the break from it all, allowed me to deal with it much better. We all need sabbaticals. We all need rest. We need to know that we aren't machines who can continually deal with crap over and over again. Can we deal with it for a long time? Sure. Can we deal with it eternally? No. There's a limit, no matter how small or how big, your capacity is. No one's got infinite patience. And I need my rest too. Trips. Outings. Chill outs. Days just sleeping. Resting. Enjoying. Little things in life that are so essential but so often ignored.
There's a reason why Jesus said He would give us rest. Because He knows we need it, sometime in our lives. Some of us need it more. Some of us need it less. But no one can deny they'll need it somehow, somewhere, sometime. And during those times, we'll take a break, and fly away from all our problems. Just to get away from it all. Perhaps, truly, somewhere where nobody knows.