No, you’re not like them, but here’s the thing – you don’t have to be like them. Did you know that? Of course not, that’s why you’re here. You’re yet to figure it out for yourself, isn’t that so? They won’t tell you, of course. In fact, they’re pretty likely to tell you the opposite. If not in words, in feelings, they will. They’ll smother you, probably. Sometimes until you feel like you can’t see. But that’s ok, actually, do you know why? Because in the dark space you’ll start to paint your own colours. Wondrous colours that you’ve never seen before and you’ll be like, “Whoa! These colours look great, have you seen them?” to which they’ll be like, “No.” and so you’ll reply, “Oh.” and then just keep them to yourself, mostly, after that.
But the things you can do, you’ve got to keep doing them. Well, really, you don’t “got to” but you should, you see. You should because it’s awesome, firstly. Secondly, you should because I don’t think you ought to see what it would be like if you didn’t. It’s not that it gets darker or anything like that. Dark doesn’t mean bad. The subtle beauty of light can only be seen in the dark and that in itself is a beautiful thing. The other is bleak so let’s not speak of it. We shan’t because we’re here to paint colours. That’s what this is all about, you see. Do you see them now?
It’s ok, actually, because they don’t always come, not right away, but that’s fine as long as you’re ready when they do. Waiting can be enjoyable if you know how to do it right. The waiting. If you don’t, you’ll have plenty of time to learn, you can trust me on that one. The key to living a meaningful life is learning, so…
No one forgets the first time. Or the next time or the next. Or the next, next, next, infinity. Someone asked me once if you can get it wrong, so let me say this to you now, errrm no! Obviously. I guess if you’re thinking about right and wrong, then it’s kind of wrong, but that’s not really wrong in a truer sense because there’s still learning in that. See what I’m saying now? Do you see how great this all can be? Perhaps not, but you will. Or you might, it’s not certain, but what is…
The waiting has potential to go wrong, that’s right. If you’re expecting, it can, but then that’s not waiting, it’s expecting. So I suppose you can’t wait wrong either, if that’s what you’re really doing. Waiting. Hoping won’t work. Nope, don’t hope. You’re probably quite near the end of the process if you resort to the hoping for coping, so I’d say don’t do that, really. I mean, you can, but probably don’t. Or come back from it if you do. Patience! That’s what I was looking for!
Be patient. Do you need everything right now? No you don’t because you couldn’t cope. But who could, really? Do you think that they can? Is that why you might try? Well, another thing I can probably go out on a limb and say to you is that they jolly well can’t, for the most part, some of them, not all of them, there’s always exception.
A certain peace can be found in the waiting that lacks the hoping and expecting elements. Subtracting adds peace, it’s simple, you see, really. You don’t see, but it’s ok you have to make your own way, so all of this is arbitrary, but useful, you see. Well, it can be.
When the colour comes it will thump you in the chest, sock you in the jaw, leaving your mind in awe or it won’t. It’s different for everyone which is what makes it so joyous and burdenous at the same time. Yes, burdenous. Hmm.
The colour can be a sound. Something familiar that triggers a dormant part of you that exists beyond the boundary of memory. You know that sound. A song. Well, you’ll know it as soon as you hear it, won’t you, and that’s when you’ll say “my goodness, I had forgotten this all these years.” That’s the colour, you see. Or hear, I should say. And it will likely stir a feeling or two. Emotions suppressed and what not. So be sure to feel it, that’s what gives it colour, you see.
The colour is you, or it’s me, arguably, but that is what you seek. You! Not me, even though you sought me out, yes, but to guide you to you. And you will or you won’t paint your colours, but you can if you let yourself, can’t you, of course. It was never about them and their smothering, really. It’s always been about you, isn’t that wonderful! You don’t need a stick to find yourself in the dark, you can throw that out, can’t you, yes. How fabulous.
I like the colour green.