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Friday, October 03, 2008
.when you move on too quickly..
I know it shouldnt be interfered by me in any way. That's why I didnt say anything to her. I only prompted questions to seek for a slight knowledge of what's on her mind. All I have seen was the forgotten yesterday and the embraced today. For the better or for the worst. We always say 'Move On'..but it seems like when you move on too quickly, something is wrong too. Where's the remorse, the guilt? Where's the sadness? Hidden emotions..could it be? So many of us went ahead or forced ourselves to undergo the 'Numbing Therapy'. Is numbing not feeling or numbing as a mode of hiding yourself from vulnerabilities? These days I wonder if the physical trade-in is less of a burden than emotional investments? The mindless physical loss, momentary indulgence contrary to the warmth and love, strain and tear of the mind. What an expensive empty indulgence for the former.. Note that It's so much easier to just pack and leave if it's the former. I visualised the state of mind as a place of sand, just like a beach. With each emotional investment a pair of foot-prints on the piece of sand or maybe 2 pairs. One of yours and one of his. Yet those of physical 'trade-in' is defined as leaving no traces on the sand or have been tucked under some logs, hidden somewhere. Adding the sea-water, as 'time'...they washed off the least penetrating emotions and leave those deeply etched emotions intact or requiring multiple washes to still leave behind a print that doesnt hurt like it used to be; just a nice imprint. The beauty of one's life is when you see many foot-prints on the sand and not when you see tract wheels' prints running across the sand. You cant even figure out whose footprints are those...too brief, too quick. Worst of all, it has become so quick that it leaves behind a piece of flat sand-land. Just imagine a vehicle moving at high speed across the sand and you will realise how different it is from the distinct foot-prints. I would want a foot-print, wanna keep a foot-print. It's too much to see 2 persons being once-so-close becoming strangers-like and forgotten overnight. Attention should be given to 'once-so-close'; mental intimacy and/or physical intimacy. Still dreaming about the violent times Still wary bout the peope I let inside. 2:27 PM Labels: inner voices 1 Comments:
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