Life is a game of hide & seek

Life is a game of hide & seek

Life is nothing, but a game of hide and seek, the long lost family, feelings hiding behind fake words, seeking truth a common desire, but most of the times fails to get a true answer, all of us playing night and day this game of hide and seek. It is fun though seeking something new and hidden for a change, looking for lost feelings inside a beating heart, calling a long lost member of family to feel connected again, feeling all alone in a crowed and then only to find out that exactly there I belong. The game of loosing, and getting back something entirely new is brilliant. Heart always seeks out to the connected heart blood always able to find blood.

But pain is there, when all of a sudden you realize that all of that castle of hope, connection you building up the heart you are setting for is same time shattering, a beginning and end simultaneously happening behind our consciousness. That is life. I always looked for my scattered family, the hidden ones from my life, seeking out to them try to find a loving family to belong, want to get a simple answer why we cannot all live happy together, but in the same time I know the impossibility of that foolish desire, everyone wants the same but no one can get that, that is the main fun puzzling part of being too much human, feeling every emotion sometime makes us so cold and confused that we lost everything again for nothing real.

It is sad that I may pass right across someone from my family without recognizing them, but that is may be better sometimes, not knowing the person you can always made them wise, kind and loving, as soon you start to know better, look better, the hidden things comes out and all illusion breaks through. The game is fun while playing, the endgame is always messy.

Today life is all about speed, success and getting things done, after all of that only a tired heart breaths, without any emotion, just breath in and out, nothing matters, in this speed we are losing the little things behind, we are growing up too soon and the lost things we forgetting, small pebbles that ones I used to collect, the little shiny things I used to hide behind my desk all left behind little joy little smiles.

But sometime calling out to a long lost relation pays up, you can get more than you can ever wanted, little smiles little hopes wherever hidden before comes running toward you and suddenly you can find a little place where you belong. A little seeking in a lots of hidden life.