The Bitter Sweet Symphony

There is a belief that all things in this world are connected by an invisible string; defined by a complex caricature of a web. One action can lead to many results of pain, suffering or in the other extreme joy and jubilation. Somehow life can hurt you bitterly if you fail to understand that hope is merely an expectation of an attachment existing. Risk is when you invest in it. Joy is when your risk discovers a beautiful bonding ethereal to this world so elegantly connected that to a visceral entity, beauty of which is beyond verbal comprehension. Now pain, this my friends is not all that simple. It can exist in multiple levels. At primary level it is easy to overcome. But an investment can heavily fail if the risk which seems so possible reverses its numbers. Pain is always intense always excruciating. It permeates your body and wrenches every nerve and every blood vessel. Its seems limitless and overwhelming. Fear is the eventual and the very hope which drove you to your pain becomes a past participle. You are stranded at point from where there is no way to return. That is only part of the fear. The real frightening thing about this is for all the greatest joy you would have felt, inducing that warm safe feeling, the only reality ahead is the cold shallow depths of suffering from where escape is impossible. Then not even faith can save you!