A glimpse into a different world.

Greed is a very powerful and dangerous thing.
The two of them are always coming up as a team of adjectives together aren't they?
Whatever thats powerful is also dangerous and vice versa.

Today like any other day. I experienced the rise of greed so deep in myself.
I desire for something so much more than myself.
I desire for more and more, and more.

I want to be able to take care of everything, take care of myself. Go to places I've never been to and come home safe.

This desire is so strange, and yet not foreign. Its just too much.
Its something I reject so badly and yet want so much.
How can it be, always the two extremes? I keep asking myself.

Wasn't it simplicity that I desire all along, or would it all be engulfed in the flames of my ambitions?
Didn't this used to be the tiny light that gets me through the hardest of hours.
Gives me hope and warmth when all else fails.
But at that precise moment, it was the fire that burns away the curtains of comfort, they were once there to shade me from the (de)lights of the world of greed.(grandour)

Coming back to the senses in the end of the glimpse at the 'life that could've been'
I knew that, a mark has been set, the picture of that other world is forever etched in my mind.