I wish I learned years ago that the way to protect myself from emotional ache is to not show emotions at all. Now I'm carefree and without a hurt in my life, because I now show nothing.
I hate you.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
A justification of the human mind.
It’s possible, but yet plausable what this world gives us is only a pinch of it’s wholeness. The fear in eyes and the gutter in minds shows only that the human mind is flawed, but yet produced flawlessly. If we are to seek out who we are then why aren’t we doing it? If life is about discovering yourself, then why loathe around in the nothingness.
Life after death may not exist but death during life surely does. In a perfect world, everyone is dying and it’s not a lie. If death is the final ritual, the final task of our life then why do we fear? It’s inevitable to the least but the fear of death is so great some would prolong it by taking another’s life. If the existence of ourself is just to serve then so be it, but justify our human minds.
Life after death may not exist but death during life surely does. In a perfect world, everyone is dying and it’s not a lie. If death is the final ritual, the final task of our life then why do we fear? It’s inevitable to the least but the fear of death is so great some would prolong it by taking another’s life. If the existence of ourself is just to serve then so be it, but justify our human minds.
If only
This IS a love STORY
But if only love can be found in the empty hearts of non-believers.
We only have hopes to be held against our will in a relationship, where the presence or absence of the other would actually affect us. IF only the absence of love meant other great traits would come out, if only.
Those heart broken souls with nothing to mend but a thimble and sewing thread hope for more than just a breath taking moment, but a moment that would remove all time. Where the moment would freeze for more than just a moment.
If only this was a love story.
But if only love can be found in the empty hearts of non-believers.
We only have hopes to be held against our will in a relationship, where the presence or absence of the other would actually affect us. IF only the absence of love meant other great traits would come out, if only.
Those heart broken souls with nothing to mend but a thimble and sewing thread hope for more than just a breath taking moment, but a moment that would remove all time. Where the moment would freeze for more than just a moment.
If only this was a love story.
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