Impermanence
It’s not what you think it is
Impermanence is when you look at yourself
And notice some things that’s don’t fit.
Not anymore.
And feel, completely, the resentful passive cruelty of time
How it strips away things that you once believed as perfect moments
Suddenly all of this has pushed you into the unprotected center.
Like a party where only you were invited.
So you have to start to dance the impermanence song.
That same thing that you once thought was lost
But now you recognize it as a gift.
Remember all those false narratives that you carried.
All of those comfort myths.
All of those ghosts who had followed you for so long
Face them.
And say goodbye.
Feel the sensation of finally being free.
And reimagine yourself in real-time
Challenge old conventions and traditions.
Remember, there’s no right way.
As long as you do it.
Because we’re not cursed to dwell
On the strange (in) permanence
Of our desires.
