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"Every night and every morn

Some to misery are born.

Every morn and every night

Some are born to sweet delight.

Some are born to sweet delight,

Some are born to endless night."

-William Blake


"Some are born to sweet delight; some are born to endless night." That speaks so true to me. Sometimes I feel as though there is a universal dichotomy, of those who are happy, and those who are sad. I feel that some are born to simply live a miserable and painful existence, while others are born to a blissful and happy existence—and there is nothing that anyone can do to change their fate.

However, at times I am filled with a strange uplift; I feel as if all time were echoing through me, as though all powers were mine. My vision becomes clear and far, and I feel as though I can change my fate—that I can experience the joy of living—that I can taste the exultation of life—that I may become filled with the effervescence of existence.

But, the inspiration fades; the champagne goes flat. The muscles in my body cease to move, my mind is fed upon by carrion. The effervescence of life filters from my skin. And my blood—that sparkled like so many rubies and diamonds—loses its luster.


Oct. 15th, 2011 04:01 pm (UTC)
Very interesting. I kind of feel the same way. If I had to describe myself I'D say I'm happily miserable. Because after a couple of years of trying to not be miserable, I accepted misery as a part of me. It is part of who I am and without it, I would be missing something I think.


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