The Inescapable Ride.

Life. A rollercoaster, they say. One moment, soaring. The next, plummeting into the abyss of self-doubt. It is a wild ride, this material experience. It boils down to this: becoming, loving, devouring, and the inevitable – change.

Becoming: The Unfinished Form.

You begin as a scream. A tiny, unformed thing. Then, the slow acquisition. Crawling. Walking. Language. The incessant questioning of imposed structures – like clothes. This is "Becoming". A sponge. Soaking. Goals set. Dreams chased. A brief illusion of conquering the world. Remember that fire? The absurd conviction of becoming a superhero, astronaut, or professional cuddler? It was like chasing the impossible dreams of flying to the moon or cuddling with the stars.

Loving: The Beautiful Chaos.

Love. A messy, chaotic force. It lifts. It drowns. Existential dread. This phase demands connection. Finding your tribe. The brutal joy of human interaction. Puppy eyes. Awkward first touches. Late-night unraveling's. But love is not always sunlit. It is messy. It is heartbreak. It is too many food delivery bags. It is merely life.

Devouring: The Insatiable Hunger.

"Devouring" is ambition. That gnawing hunger for success. For recognition. For more. Always more. Climbing the ladder. The relentless chase. The fleeting joy of acquisition – a new pair of shoes. This phase empowers, yes. It drives. But one must breathe. Acknowledge the brutal journey. Do not become swallowed by the chase itself, forgetting the ride.

Change: The Inevitable Impact.

Then, the impact. Just when you believe you hold control, life delivers the blow. Change is the only constant. It is the unyielding force in this unpredictable universe. Sometimes it crawls, a slow metamorphosis. Other times, it hits like stone. Unexpected shifts. Sudden breaks. The brutal realisation of a sell-out. Change is fear. It is pain. It makes you question every foundation. But in that chaos, potential exists. Growth. New beginnings. A raw discovery of self.

The Season's End. The Navigation.

So, how does one navigate this wild ride?

• Embrace the chaos. Life is not a straight line. It is the erratic swing of a spider monkey. Embrace the twists. The detours. The occasional face-plant.

• Practice self-compassion. Not indulgence. You are not perfect. It is okay. Allow yourself grace. Acknowledge the small victories. Learn from the inevitable falls.

• Find your people. Those who elevate. Those who laugh. Those who remind you of the stark fact: you are not alone in this madness.

• Do not take yourself seriously. Life is brief. Laugh. Embrace the absurdity. Release the need for perpetual control.

This cycle becoming, loving, devouring, changing it is a constant evolution. A never-ending dance. It is challenging. It is also brutal beauty.

So, buckle up. This ride is inescapable. and unpredictable.