luck

It doesn't take luck. Love doesn't just happen by chance, life doesn't just fall into place, and it surely isn't a matter of just occupying space. It takes work. Hard work. It takes communication and trust, honesty and commitment. I haven't made it very far because I haven't ever had the means. I spent so many years relying on luck, on chance... and it got me nowhere, fast. It took those moments of pure hatred and anger to realize that those sorts of emotions breed from a deep seeded contempt, and it has nothing to do with me. I forgive myself, and I forgive you. I refuse to carry anger for an act in which I can no longer hold a memory to. I have let go, and have flown away from the hate and the destruction of that pain. I have moved from the time where I was sure that as life had it, luck just wasn't on my side. It took falling (too many times) to understand the release that comes from accepting that luck is an illusion. That there is no wishing upon a star (11:11) and that life will always change, it is the only constant. How you flow with those changes, how you adapt to your surroundings, how you treat those within your space - those are what will define your disposition. I don't believe in luck, I don't believe in hate. I trust that what happens will lead me to the next happening, and that all I can do is make the best choices I can with what is available to me. It doesn't take luck to maintain a position in someones heart, it takes all the attributes of a good soul to carry that honor. I do not wish to be so naive as to look for some kind of illusion, I will hold on to what I can sink my teeth into. I will hold faith in the theory that good things happen to those people who are truly deserving and that it happens in ways we cannot predict. There is light, you just first must let go of the hate.