“The Best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched-they must me felt with the heart.”
I have always loved the idea of LOVE , & yet never lived it , Its like walking on the beach & looking at your own reflection, coz the other half of you lies beyond that seas , I think, that I ll meet someone one day, who would possesses the eyes that I never had , but always needed; the vision to see backwards and forwards and all around, the other wing that I need to complete my flight. And I think it can just happen, suddenly, without explanation! And then I think, it would be good to keep that person, I’ll always have those eyes, and always have two wings.
So I just want to say him , whoever he is , wherever he is right now , I don’t know you , but Love will find us & than our journey together will begin coz ,
My love for you is a journey;
Starting at forever,
And ending at never
I don’t have a whole lot to say today, at least not right now. Actually, that’s not true – I have a whole lot that I want to say, but I haven’t gotten the clarity I need to figure out what I should say, when I should say it, and how I should say it.
It happens one moment words are overflowing , & the next you are blank !
It’s like the black outs you have , you don’t remember the things that you don’t want to remember or sometimes the opposite the things that you really wish to remember , but you stand between the lines , you remember not so important things , that really doesn’t make sense.
I guess its about the mix feelings that push you to this condition , which is very frustrating as well as scary , you don’ t wanna go to that road , but than again you are not convinced to go the other way round either , its like either you will forgive or end up being Anakin .
You know its like those feeling when you can’t say it out loud , coz than it would be a BIG DEAL , but than again not saying or doing anything would kill you from inside , you can’t let the fire inside you burn the whole place down , & you can’t let it blow you either , you need to have that power to control it and let it out in a controlled manner …. yeah now I am getting somewhere ..
I know this post is very confusing & seems so random , but than thats how the state of my mind is, the words that are coming out just shows me how complicated the network inside is…but I need to let it out , if I shut down now , than I will never know , I don’t won’t to turn cold stone head or too dry , I would prefer loud …..
Even if I’m in a bad mood I don’t take it out on anyone, or at least try not to.I can’t fix everything I tried to fix that but it didn’t work I guess, I don’t believe in over analyzing thing , I think that s the reason everything gets messed up in the first place , it makes small things look like A BIG BLUNDER , but eventually its nothing , if you can just shrug it off , it would be lot easier for everyone … But I guess am the only one who looks at thing like that , & that makes me Odd one out >>>
Lolz, not the first time I have been out of the place , no matter how much I try to blend in , eventually I am reminded , I don’t belong in there , but no am not going to run , escape , hide , no , not this time , its time , I start taking actions for things I should have, I’ve become so cautious about not giving the wrong signals and not misinterpreting them. So I need things to be clear. : “Best defense is a good offense”~ Wolverine
I know the fact that I should probably write something high impact that makes sure to keep the positiveness of my posts , but than the truth is I should also be honest while I am writing so here it is
Sometimes we write for ourselves. Other times we write for other people. This time, I’m writing just to write.
So like every blogger , writer , author I had this conversation with my mind , what is it about writing ??
Its a very basic question yet its answers are the tricky part ….
I mean you can just go around & keep your ears open & go hunting for dialogue & use the best stuff you hear . Or you can write stuff that’s not quite what you heard , but kinda what you hear , but different somehow , Or you can make up your stuff entirely !!
So what does it mean one or the other way !!
Well my guess is , I have always thought that the true writers were the last kind .Writers like Tolstoy & Dickens & even Tolkien . They create a whole world out of nothing , or almost out of nothing , & you get the sense they know every twig & leaf in them . So they are kinda Gods in that way , creating this worlds , & than as God they walk us through these worlds like men , & they show us the way . I guess , I mean I always thought them as the true writers , the originals , the legends .
But than again like two sides of coin , there are other writers , who are more like portrait writers , They are more interested in getting at the essence of a place or a person or of the world at a particular moment , in time . They are always searching for little moments of truth ~ chasing time ….
So what is it about writing , the emotions that are dipped in the ink should be real or the stuff should be real !
Yeah this is what i was talking about the tricky part …
Sometimes real life doesn’t give you all the right materials , So you have to invent something ~ out of the blue
something that is true to the feeling you had , the feeling you are trying to get across , even if the thing you invent doesn’t actually happen , It’s an idea from Werner Herzog . He calls it the Ecstatic Truth ~~~
Now this is something a lot of people don’t understand , they are so hooked up upon the details
Did this happen ?
Did that happen ?
But its not always about what happened , right ! Sometimes its about how you felt when you were in it
What it make you think of ?
What it could have been ?
Or What it almost was ?
It’s less about what happened , & more about how it really was , which is something else & something more >