The sun sets on another day…
The rain pounded down on the world, and the world yielded only a little. The clouds were thick and full of moisture as the sky was lit up and I sat back thinking about the sunset and the beauty high above. It’s still up there, even if you can’t see it.
The beat of a heart is a special thing. Whether we want it to or not it defines us. It defines us as people, it defines us as alive, it defines we continue. When your heart stops, it is then that you are no more. Well, maybe.
Your heart can stop for a variety of reasons. It skips a beat, jumps around, runs fast, runs slow, and generally is occasionally unpredictable. The ancients believed that the heart was the center of who we were, not the brain. And here we are, with a consistent “thump thump” still defining our lives even if now the brain is the center of our universe.
For me, I think that the brain gets us in more trouble than the heart, but the brain often leads us to heartache. In the end, i think the world is a better place, and I think the heart is why.
I know this may seem like a great deal of ridiculous claptrap, but today I just wanted to say that occasionally you have to trust your heart. And in those occasions, trust hard, even if you don’t want to.
So as the sun sets on another day, thump thump, thump thump. Keep believing in yourself, and trust your heart. Even if it hurts get up and feel again, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and the beat is on…