One does not need to hit rock bottom in order to find their "higher power."
Before life was made to die, rather than enjoy.
Suffering was the labyrinth, not life or death.
She escaped the labyrinth straight and fast,
Whether she had meant to or not,
Right into an oncoming police car.
This labyrinth is not meant to be awful,
Terrible, harsh, and cold.
It is simply what it is.
You can take it as a prison, and feel disgustingly awful to yourself
And others for eighty or twelve years,
Or anything in between.
Or, you could enjoy it, see it as an adventure
With its joy and sadness in turn.
The day may be dark, the morrow is bright.
This world is not broken,
Its inhabitants are, and whether through God's grace,
Or their own, they will find contentment.
Not everyone will agree on one belief in a supernatural being.
Not everyone will even believe in an all-encompassing idea.
But we must believe something.
For it is in our nature, to question, search, joy.
In our own time and place.
I believe what I believe.
Which is love and acceptance.
Searching for truth and justice with a side of ridiculous enjoyment.
You believe what you believe.
We'll discuss and debate, but not force one another,
For the sake of our souls or bodies.
As to that labyrinth, I believe it is exsistence,
We do not escape or merely endure.
We venture, and question, explore.
Express and joy.
Bring this day hope and color,
And a new turn in the maze.
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A lot of the ideas presented in this came from reading and contemplating one of my favorite books, Looking for Alaska, by John Green, and reading The Higher Power of Lucky, of which I enjoyed the themes presented more than the writing itself.
Take from this what you will.
The labyrinth mentioned is from the last words of Simon Boliviar, and presented in Green's text.
Higher power is obviously from HP of Lucky.
Read a bunch, contemplate, enjoy.
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