contradict me.

Wretched euphoria
why do you blind me with this contradicted bliss
selfishly allowing the futility of destruction manifest


Ideally we cultivate ourselves in a way that started off from a prototype that we adored. Only our deep desire to create a person that depicts what we wish to be initiates this pattern of hypocrisy towards ourselves because consciously we are attracted by the superficial beauty of becoming what we wish to become, superficial I emphasis. Superficial in the kind of demeanor which a person feels empowered and fulfilled by external beauties. But, in truth, what kind of justification is that to ourselves when we fail to perceive the essence of a person: the personality. In the process of the pursuit of fulfillment is it not the heart, the mind and the soul that brings everlasting satisfaction to oneself? If that is so reasonably true, why then do we still chase these superficial beauties. Amids this pattern of contradictory enlightenment, in the end we fail to walk the rightchouse road of the heart and aim for the road of worldly beauty. In the end when we gain, our desires crave more and just like an addicted drug addict we become a addict of a neverending pursuit of nothingness.