Friday, March 28, 2008

Ying and Yang

Relationships consist of a Ying and a Yang, a positive and a negative. One could not exist without the other. How could Ying know it was Ying if it didn't have Yang to show him who he truly is. Same goes for Yang. Yang would not have a clue in who she is unless she had Ying to show her.

Often people get confused. They believe that their ideal partner is one who is the exact opposite. I don't believe this to be true.

Just like Ying and Yang help each other to recognize themselves, your ideal partner should do the same.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

I speak

Today I feel alright. For the first time in a while I feel hopeful and optimistic. Life is a beautiful thing man. I don't know why I feel this way. Perhaps the new perspective that I have been waiting to come has arrived. Today I feel like it is the first day of a whole new chapter in my life. Finally the last chapter is over. I am very grateful for the lessons I've learned, but now its time to apply them and learn new ones. This next chapter I feel will be a good one.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Where to go from here?

It's harder to be left than to leave someone.
It's easier to be right than to understand.
Looking up for all the answers is hopeless.
Looking down leaves you helpless.


3am and full of random thoughts...

Alone at last I feel again. As if the tides never seem to change for this bottomless ocean that sits in my heart. Waiting to be filled by that someone that has that infinite amount of water to fill it. There are so many things that I wish to say and so many more that I don't even know how to say. The beauty of it is to try. So here is my attempt at it. Being loved is possibly the best feeling in the world. But to love is a different story. I miss loving someone. I miss being loved by someone. I just want to get under the covers and embrace her. I miss that feeling. I wish to hold her hand and walk around. I miss taking showers with her. I miss her and I don't even know who "her" is. I know its someone. It has to be. Someday perhaps. I keep saying that lately. As if today is not good enough to be that someday. Someday perhaps my perspective will change. Someday is a day that may never come, but will fuel me till the day I die. Death is the resolution of passion or sometimes the climax of it. Death is certain.
Will I ever find someone that comes close to filling that void that I feel? I don't want to get tricked again. Every action one makes is a selfish one. I can't blame them. Sometimes I feel like leaving here. Going far far away. Perhaps that is why I daydream so much. Sometimes when I drive I imagine myself running and climbing the trees that I drive past in my car. When I used to go to school I used to imagine myself suddenly floating and the class looking at me wondering what was happening. Then I would have something profound to say and fly away. I feel like I'm meant for something. Something big, something bigger, bigger than me. My work is not nearly started. I will hit the world like a thunderstorm and provoke the thoughts of those who need provoking. I have been sent here for something and lately I have had tastes of what that is. I thought that maybe I can do this work with someone. But it seems that I will have to go at it by myself. It's lonely in here. Ha!