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PARADE


 

Dear Stranger, 

Oh let it rain

It won’t rain on my parade

Oh let it rain

It won’t rain on my parade

Life! What is life? Is it the different realities we all have and since they seem not to change, we call them life? Well, to hell with that perspective of life. I am feeling inspired (mostly just flustered) but hey I am listening to Jacob Bank’s new song   - Parade – and I think I should buy a pink suit and dance on these streets where nobody seems to care. 

Now, who decided that bad realities are what make life? Every time some tragic thing happens, some dude will come and say, “ni life bro”. What… really, are you serious? And sadly I/we tend to believe so and we continue preaching the good/bad news that “ni life sis – usijali”. What is reality anyway? Do we call it a reality just because a few people were unlucky and we decided to approach life that way? 

Why should we let ourselves be enslaved by things that brought us pain? Is being enslaved by pain what constitutes life? What about the good things that happened to me/us? What about how you felt when you finally got to hold her hand? What about how you felt when you finally got that gig? What about that time you listened to that song and just danced away? Doesn’t that constitute life? 

Is it the way I move?

That’s why you think I’m bulletproof

Or is it in my cool?

You think I’ll put a spell on you

Boo

I think I will try and lead my life without the limitations of destiny and fate. I think I’ll try and not let anything keep me down. I think I’ll choose to lead a life that defines life differently. The truth is I don’t even how to do this but I’ll figure something out, I always do. What about you? Will you continue viewing the unfair things happening to you like life or will you shake it off and move on. 

Take a mile in my shoes

Bet you’ll never shake the blues

Though it’s heavy on my shoulder

Still, you see coming through

I think we should stop beating ourselves up because some things did not work out for us and they did for some fellow you know. Then we start asking ourselves, “why is life so unfair?” I don’t think it is – I think some of us get things easier than others, others cheat their way there and others work hard but that doesn’t mean life is unfair. I think we lead our lives by looking over the fence and forget about our triumphs. Am certain that the things you have gone through to get where you are now aren’t easy, so why should you beat yourself up for challenges you might not be able to handle, for your story to be the same as the other guy.

I think we should try and be our own person. Have our own stories and not live in the constricts of what others perceive about us. Well, that is my opinion about life, I’d like to know yours. Comment down below, subscribe, and share. 

Finally, peace, love, and be safe

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