There is this eternal all encompassing balance that is kept in this world. And we are completely out of control of it. It exists regardless to us, and is kept because of us. Every single step we take, every move we make, every breath we take: it won't be missing us because we can't escape it. We don't even want to. But even if we did, we wouldn't be aware of that want. This balance is the cause of all calamity, all war, all disease, all suffering, and all happiness, peace, and moments by yourself next to a river watching little water skidders ski around in circles like Kim Yuna. It is what you hate, and love, and don't care about.
Remember that time when you were young and you heard the phrase "well that’s life" for the first time? Come on, remember? It was from your Cub Scout leader after someone had popped your plastic pool ball. You felt like justice wasn’t served. Like evil was accepted and adored. Well, I tell you, you didn’t feel any of those things; you just felt the balance effect.
Remember the first time you couldn’t speak? Come on, remember? It was when your ex-girlfriend told you she might like someone else. You even had your friend over for a little buffet party for two, but you had to leave the apartment and walk around to let the steam off. You noticed the bathhouse right next to your house for the first time then and all you wanted was to go in and hope your steam would mix in with the hot water’s and dissipate from your life. Once again, there wasn’t any malice there. No sinister being behind the curtains tickling the cords of your heart. Just the balance effect.
Remember the first time you didn’t know WHY you were? Come on, remember? It was when you knocked over your glass of water which in succession waterlogged your precious little belongings you had littered about your desk. Stupidity stung you like a bee here because the night before you had the very thought that this could happen if you didn’t change something with the current layout of your life. Of course now you know it was nothing more than the balance effect.
Everything that has its opposite (which is everything) is literally on this balance. And this balance is never static. Constant flux baby. Sometimes it is weighed down with what you like, so you feel good, you thank all sorts of beings for this blessing, and you feel a sense of justification for the current path you are on. But soon the side you like topples off causing a full-force swing in the opposite direction. Then you feel non-good, you start reevaluating your current path, you look for something with a greater girth of forgiveness.
But don’t you notice? The WORLD is on this balance, so this balance is as much a part of you as you are apart of the sand of the sea. Why do you enlist such emotions when it swings from side to side? The balance doesn’t intend to hurt you, or please you. It has no idea of you. It has one job, and it does it methodically, relentlessly, undoubtedly. Swing honey, swing. There is nothing organic about it. It is as cold and lifeless as the moon. So why do you care? Why do you get mad with the bad and sappy with the happy? Getting angry when you are down is like yelling at your socks for being dirty. Feeling joy when you are up is like thanking a pig for tasting good. The more emotion you release when you are up, the harder you are going to feel the fall, because there is no play in ground without a swing.
So I implore you to consider a different balance. The kind you do have control of. Your brain. You can control what you let enter and exit it. So the next time you want to bend over, redden in the face, foam at the mouth, and rabitically fume at your socks for their eggshell hue, justify it first with your brain.