Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Delayed Inspiration.

Yes my dear friends. I'm still alive. And kicking with all my might.

Many stories floating around lately. Words in the wind, I like to name them. Sometimes I wonder if I stared hard and long enough, would I be able to see those letters twirling around? How about fragments of memories entangled in mid-air?

Once again (yes I know it may seem like it's been a long time), my mind is back to work. The cogs may be a little rusty, but I assure you they will not fail us :) Let us not waste anymore precious time... Gather ye roses...

How can there be rainbows and butterflies when we have darkness and fears?

How do such extremes co-exist is this already suffocating space we claim to be ours? In a world that cannot embrace the sick, the poor and the underprivileged... How can it allow such extremities to rub shoulders without any cause for conflict?

As always, the crux of the matter soon engulfed me like a haughty storm- one that refuses to let anything stand in her path.

Without the rainbows and butterflies, the darkness and fears will not frighten us.

Without darkness and fears, the rainbows and butterflies will lose its beautiful charm.

Ultimately, it all boils down to the theory of relativity.

Who would have thought that physics can be useful?

Without the rain, there will be no rainbows. And let's leave the caterpillars alone and not insult them any further. Personally I do not find them revolting :)

The point is, everything is relative in this world. So even extremes are not so extreme afterall, since they're dependent on the other end of the yardstick. Everything except love, I'll like to believe (since the almighty love is supposed to be beyond and above the mere mortal's worldly issues). Let's hope it does not disappoint.

The stories remind me of Peyton's mantra in OTH... People always leave. I used to believe otherwise, but something opened the door to let reality in and what I got in return for my silly insistence are scars from the icy claws that gripped and shook me up from my daydream that has been going on for far too long.

However, Peyton also taught me something else. Every song has an end... but does that give you any reason to not enjoy the music?

So live bravely, and love boldly... for every regret takes away one breath of your life.

::past tense:: posted at 1:25 AM.

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