THE COCK’S CROW : LETTER TO K

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Dear K,

I woke up this morning at the crow of a cock and I was angry. Devastated. Disappointed. My alarm failed me. what was it set for? I had my cell fully charged for this and what did I get? A cock’s crow? I felt it was the most useless gadget I have ever owned. I got less than I deserved.

Life is a scary concept, the world a scary place, humans a scary bunch of species. But what does it mean for something to cause fear? What graces the quality of a subject’s ability to cause fear? A perfect balance of the ability to cause excitement and pain and frustration and joy all at once, in the speed of light, at the shoot of a star. That night you saw a shooting star, you wished you had something better to wish for? One that would be worth the travel and shooting of a star. You take things seriously, K. You take your plans too seriously. You take life too seriously. Life is just but a dream. It’s ok to feel scared. It’s ok to be disappointed. It’s ok to feel inadequate. It’s ok to be ANGRY.
Feel all of those and feel alive. But never be weary. Never get exhausted for when you are you immediately get blind, blocked out of your senses, you fail to see clearly what is and can be and focus and what was and couldn’t be. You fail to hear the voice of they who are here in the now and strain to listen to the sounds that used to be and can no more be. Smell the species rose and let it go. Let it go. Let it go.

You think your life is not in shape but a shape is only an idea. A concept created to make abnormality easily evident. Do not let that define you, nor your hopes or joy, your pride or success, your failed-to-dos and never-ever-will-dos.
You are your own sensei, anyhow you look at it. And I am proud of you. Who you were, who you are, who you will become. You know very little about you, trust me. About your laughter which trudges confidently to set my heart at peace and immediately cause a spark, lightning up the suppression. Your laughter is magical. Your laughter is the most beautiful music my ears have been blessed with. The gentle stroke of your fingers on my cheek(you always choose the left side of it) whispers a gentle assurance and I feel at ease. A day spent with you is eternity, and I’m happy you’re here. I AM SOO HAPPY YOU ARE HERE!

The cock’s crow when that should have been the alarm is only a blessing. But like every other blessing, you need to fully appreciate its presence and embrace it. What did you say the cock’s crow is again? Grin and bear it,K. Your weakness is but a decoy to guide your blind-folded self a step after a step into a full realization of yourself. You are strong and mighty and you are ignorant of this but I love you. You are a king, at least mine. The world is scary. So?

Love,
Me.

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