The prevalent Curse

It's a curse. Lingering for the longest time in the midst of false possibility it had conjured, the moment finally arrived as it dispersed unscathed. It did not necessarily plan to return, for its mission to perpetuate established mindset was done. The indoctrination of such a fallacy was completed immaculately.

It wasn't a gamble as i see it. It was a foreseeable risk that was worth venturing into to prove an intrinsic effort of passion versus difficulty. It appears that impossiblity has been the culprit that was injected into my mentality now to taint the ever so obvious reason that complexity might be a factor.

The results just seem untouched. Unassessed and uncontaminated in a certain way. That no struggle had taken place. Or that every action was erased to preserve what was meant to be. See? Impossibility had taken over again. Guess it's complexity that goes way beyond a technically simple mind that is. I refused to welcome the thought of conspiracy to further disrupt my now oddly, unbiased mind.

Despite preserving the curse, for once, i dare say it was a subject well fought. The fact that my thought led me to think that i've defeated it this time had justified my effort. Was it merely an inference from its triumph during its onset? Does it even't exist? If i wasn't thinking about it, does that mean that it did not exist, only emerging to existence upon my induced mental calling? What was the inducement then? Fearing for the non-availability of an excuse? I don't think i need one. I thought i did all i could, almost at the end of my tether.

It's a sociological curse.