Reality is steadfast, eternal and most of all, absolute. We fight against it. We scream at it. We try to mould it to our liking. Yet it reacts very defiantly to such petulant attempts to debase its statute; more still, it enlightens us by showing how starkly different it is from our convoluted perception of its so-called miasma.
Reality is ultimately either more pleasing or more harrowing than how we perceive it to be, but never exactly proximate to our perceptions. Therefore, I implore you to cast aside any caustic interpretation about this ninny little thing that is life and instead draw a deep breath and leap into it.
