Desire

Y do I crave that which I cannot have?
Why do I waste time wishing, hoping, wanting, if I already know that it will be useless? If nothing I do can change the course of things, why is my desire just increasing uncontrollably?
I know how things are meant to play out... The board is set and the pieces are in place. But instead of being in control, I'm just the pawn, heading right into the slaughter. Can this be what they call fate? Is what I do already predefined?
I refuse to believe so, I refuse to be the pawn. I will not sit back and go along for the ride. I'll drive. I'll choose the path. I'll do anything to fulfill my desire.

Masochism

Y do we repeat some mistakes over and over again?
Aren't we supposed to learn from our experiences? If we recognize we've made an error, somewhere along our lives, why do we sometimes recur in it? Is it because deep down we need the pain of failing to let us know we're alive? Or are we just stupid people, unable to learn? Or maybe just masochists?
Perhaps some things are just too valuable to let them pass by without taking a chance. Even if it's probably a huge mistake, and if it's likely you'll get hurt in the process. But going back to a previous post, if you fall you can always get up. But not trying... That is much worse.