Chance is fortune! Chance is accident! Chance is opportunity! Chance is missed! Chance is risk! Chance is encounter! Chance is adventure! Chance is a hazard! Chance is fortune! Chance is opportunity! Chance is courage!
So often there is chance lurking in the shadows playing hide and seek.. tempting, seducing, alluring, enticing, challenging, testing.. To take a chance or not whenever it shows up is what determines how life unfolds..
It’s hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart. Its true the cliche- more often than not in life we regret the things we haven’t done and not those we have. Everyone has an explicitly stated or secretly designed wish list. Those wishes often appear in a form that is not conspicuous or comprehendible. So to chance what may appear as attractive even for the most unknown and unexplainable reasons is to narrate the tone and pattern of your life’s stories.
“Dreams come from the past, not from the future. A certain type of perfection can only be realized through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect” Emotional hurt is the price a person has to pay in order to be independent. For me the dreamlike is very real. Its the projection of my own sub conscious mind. And independence and changing perceptions are so directly co related. Thats when the riddles function as part of the clues. But we have to give the line between our imagination and our reality a chance to blur and maybe vanish..
It is true it is the round pegs in the square holes, the mad unconventional thinkers, the quirky geniuses, the tough adventurers, the relentless obsessors are the ones who star in stories that spread like wild fire. You may love them or hate them but you cannot ignore them. They have this unmistakable attraction about them which inspires curiosity and interest.
“Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that really frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe.” They are the kind of minds which are self contained in their own illusions and twisted unexplored versions of reality. What they think is real is actually a very confined and stagnant world. They don’t see life real time. As it happens, when it happens, how it happens.
And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. And only when we let chance encounters determine and charter and unbeaten path do we evolve and really see the invisible ink that writes all stories.
Memories are what warm you up from the inside. But they’re also what tear you apart. Taking chances means accepting with grace that the encounters could go either way. But even if one stumbles into a unrelenting storm. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about. So I say take a chance!
p.s. The most interesting stories I’ve heard incidentally begin with “we ran into each other by CHANCE”