Is delusion an anecdote to madness?
We, humans, like to overthink, reason, deduce, search, discover, problem-solve, find solutions;
when in reality, there is no solution to anything.
There is no purpose to life,
there is no use of life being on earth,
and this unsolvable question of why we are here,
this endless quest,
can lead one to madness.
And when one realizes there is no use in trying to figure things out
or finding ultimate satisfaction on this earth,
they can just as equally sink into a reservoir of despair.
Therefore, maybe the only way to avoid madness,
to find a way to live with the ambiguity, despair, and chaos of our universe,
is just to go crazy along with it.
Become swept away by the joys and fruits and smells and mysteries of the world.
Make potions that may or may not heal us, just because they feel good.
Wear clothes that make us feel a bit sexier, even if we haven’t changed at all underneath.
The difference between these delusions and the madness one sinks into when trying to deduce the answers to life
is that this is a delusion we are choosing.
By choosing to live in chaotic yet joyous state of acceptance of the unknown,
we get to play in the game rather than compete.
We get to jump and kick in the leaves rather than rake them up.
We get to die dancing and not sitting with our feet up, wishing we could dance tomorrow instead.
The minds of the most delirious always seem to be the most peaceful, anyways.
The best musicians don’t play to perform or to solve anything,
they just play to decorate their lives with song.
As we all walk every day,
making the song of our lives that is decades-long
with the notes of every thought,
the music of every laugh,
and the magic with every connection,
remember that each note you play is beautiful, even if others tell you you’re playing it wrong.
Remind yourself that life is meant to be enjoyed, even though it’s sorrowful.
Play the music you wish to hear
every day.
Ali Walks Around 