Do you ever wonder, or even think about where you come from? I’m not talking about your family, country of origin, or even your blood lineage. I’m talking about the person you have become, due to your life experiences. It’s those little nuances, which you and I usually refer to as, “life experiences”, which carve themselves deeply into, and nestle themselves fervently into our fragile psyches. Some of us come from a home, which one of our parents haphazardly decided to break. Some of us come from an interpersonal relationship, which revealed itself to be one sided. Some of us come from a horrendous amount of trauma, which was more than likely given by one whom claimed to have love for us. Some of us come from a specific type of mental anguish, which will forever haunt every single waking moment, until we transcend this mortal coil. Some of us come from ourselves, as only our true selves, will allow us to find the mental and spiritual health we will truly need, in order to defeat the atrocities of the external realm, and to finally possess the inner strength and love we need, in order to survive this contorted life.
Author: ggkalfas
G.G. Kalfas is an American born author and publisher. He is also the noted author of many books, which encompass his experiences within life and death, as these experiences are displayed through the subject matter of his short stories. His intention for writing these books, is to display the importance of philosophy and psychology, as they play an integral part of the development contained within the experience of the human condition. Within his development, G.G. was compelled towards music, poetry, art, philosophy, and psychology. He was also the lead guitarist in a Houston based metal band, as well as the owner of an underground art gallery. He now spends his time writing about the darkness within the human expression, while exploring the hidden knowledge contained within the depths of life, death, and what may or may not exist beyond human consciousness.
Such a Thing
How did you go from wanting to find your soulmate, to now wanting to forever let go of the idea of love?
Easy: I never came across a woman who brought peace into my life and into my heart.
It seems you never came across the right woman.
Now, with all of your life experiences; do you really think there is such a thing as “the right woman”?
Probably not.
Who
It is not “who” is in your life, but the quality of those “who” are in your life.
The Type of Purpose They Require
The purpose and meaning within your life, is only the purpose and meaning you yourself give it. Can one truly give themselves the type of purpose they require, if their chosen purpose does not maintain sustainability within their livelihood?
Control
I know there is more you wish you could do, but haven’t you already done enough? There is so much you have tainted within me, just from wanting to help. I know you think you can help, but if you could; would I be dying right now? Right now, the best thing for you to do, is to let the dying die. Allow nature to take its course; allow the death to become a rebirth. Too many people try to inflict their control over the uncontrollable, as this is probably why they participate in such ridiculous activities. Too much control has already been inflicted, as this is why the rebirth must be initiated. A simple trade: a death for a life. A simple trade worth living and dying through.
The Best Thing for You
I know there is more you wish you could do, but haven’t you already done enough? There is so much you have tainted within me, just from wanting to help. I know you think you can help, but if you could; would I be dying right now? Right now, the best thing for you to do, is to let the dying die. Allow nature to take its course; allow the death to become a rebirth. Too many people try to inflict their control over the uncontrollable, as this is probably why they participate in such ridiculous activities. Too much control has already been inflicted, as this is why the rebirth must be initiated. A simple trade: a death for a life. A simple trade worth living and dying through.
G.G. Kalfas 