How people are

The word burden and its true meaning, never really holds any importance in our lives until it arrives. When it shows up, we finally realize how wrong we are in life.

We pick the perfect looking pieces and hope to go through life without ever thinking about the other side. These perfect looking pieces create an illusion of forever in our mind. Everything we see in these pieces will last for a lifetime. We imagine these perfect looking pieces to have no voice of their own, their entire purpose of life is to stand next to us and make us feel better about ourselves. A clear sky eventually gets covered with rainy clouds When the pieces fall, break, we become paralyzed with what we see. Once these pieces blessed us with raw confidence but now it's an ungodly amount of weight that we need to carry it on our back. We heard about people that did that in their life, but we never imagined it would happen in our own world.

Years of pleasure created a false sense of world in our head. As we placed roses after roses around us to make us feel a bit better and solidify the idea of perfection in our world. But when the storm finally showed up, everything lost its meaning. People who drank the elixir of delusion don't want anything weighing them down in life.

It is human nature to cherish the beauty then dwell in the ugliness of life. We go through tremendous amounts of pain just to move away from the ugliness of the world. Even though we are drinking wine and dine amongst socialites, the realities of life are never far away from us. You can be in a mansion, but if you look at your legs, you will see poverty tries slowly to grab your legs and drag you from the place to the world that everybody suffers.

But we ran, killed, lied, and deceit to stay away from the world of the unknown at this point. But now, the place where we are running to has been infected with a burden. We see it on our back, poverty moving slowly each day, and in the front, we have the responsibility to carry the burden.

Soon an entity that once bought you a big bag of pleasure and now a reminder of those days, now just sits there and wants your warm hands to keep them from getting cold. Here people either become saints or choose to pretend to be one for some days.

When the burden shows up, the money doesn't make it go away, as their existence is a reminder of what awaits in the present. Every move, decision, action will involve the fact that a burden in your life exists. And day after day, we will view the burden, no longer a pleasure of the past but an evil caricature of the present and more demonic in the future.

It is sad, how a perfect piece can get twisted in life to become a horrible nightmarish creature. When we chose the pieces, we saw the average looking pieces but we went after the perfect ones. A belief that these perfect looking pieces are an exception to the rule, they will never rot in life or take on the same appearance as the average and the ugly ones. Huh, in the end, we are all the same. Here we take a step with no return.