Mirage a scientific illusion , related to deserts , related to nomads, sometimes seems just so ubiquitous. Walking through the complexities of this life, one often falls prey to feelings that even the most strong among us cannot elude.
One escapes from everything, but just the prospect of falling for these feelings is so big that one cannot chase them off. When the urge develops, you are a bit pushed back. You are a bit pessimistic, but then there is a strong desire for it all to be real. Like a gambler whose has lost everything, you plunge with full force as if nothing to loose. Things like dignity seem to be morbid chains which you want to get free from. The world seems to be a hallucination and that single prospect seems to be the real joy.
Just when you loose that something, which in reality was never yours, you jump out of the fire of desire. The hallucination gives way to the real complexities once again. You are torn yet not defeated, you have lost but not given up.It all seems like a magic trick, just that there is no magician to reveal it. The feeling of being a puppet creeps in, and it is no longer morality you want to break free from. These are wires that strangle you hard and it seems as if you are destined to be chained to them.
That's when you really fall back as to think if prospects are really something that one should go all out for or are they just mirages to be avoided. For the loners out there I say the true spirit of existence is not in walking down a well known path, sometimes its just about getting up, dusting off and moving on with the same zeal forever.
As Neruda puts it beautifully
“To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life.”