The suspected problems we have grow in accordance to the weight we attach to them

We often come across seemingly difficult riddles in life, where we are told something mest be hastily addressed and delt with due to the severity of a situation. Convincing ourselves that the reality is grave and unforgiving, and in need of immediate change. In the process we can often lose a sense of level headed calm and serenity, residing within a whirlwhind of worry and doubt that consumes the mine it has taken as its hostage. Refusal to see the presence in a different light, and having settled with the idea that it is indeed hopeless. 

We often add several layers upon layers to our self-inflicted suffering, indulging in an expansive parade wher more apparitions of fear join in every minute to enlarge the scope and validity we want to desperately believe. Having created such a wonderful spectacle of fear, and investing so much time in its intricate construction, we often fail to take a step back and let go of the invention we have become proud to display, and trying to convince others is necessary to our daily health and well-being. A crutch to lean on when we feel attending the circus of a specific kind that revolves around the conviction of our own  troubles. We dont have to indulge in the screams for attention the pesky minions crave, when responding and giving the attention away to that which only cause irritation and grief, we have willingly given ourselves over to the bland and grey figures that corrupt our days.

The more we think about these so called difficult problems, the longer they fester, the Harder they become to shake and leave. Knowing when the time has come to let go, move on, and find other pastures to frolic in. We can always move on, and leave the worries of our mind behind, without thinking the riddles we create need a definitive answer just outside our reach. Sometimes the curios things we bullishly believe to be real, are nothing but mere figments of imagination we like to keep close due to them being so easily recognizable. Sticking to what we know, instead of manifesting new ideas that venture of into different directions. 

Step outside of the parade, and recognize a fluke for a fluke, certain things exist only if we give it oxygen to breathe and water to flourish.