Beautifully Cruel

Life can be beautifully cruel. As we grow up, we learn that life throws a lot of different things. Life beats, mocks, spits and kicks the hell out of us. It also offers praise, reward, good times and happiness. Then, it beats us again. More. Harder than the last time. Maybe bad times happen more often than the good. But that's okay, because that's living. That's what happens when we're alive. But then, why do bad things happen to good people? Probably, life. Why do good things happen to bad people? Again. Life.


The irony about life is that we should die from time to time in order to appreciate life and to hold it dearly even more. Moment by moment. Breath by breath. We die every now and then so that we can experience life, even just for a minute of it. Though, it beats and kicks our asses, we're still stronger than whatever bad wave comes our way. Life chisels us so that we can be someone far greater than ourselves. Far more than just ourselves.