Friday, August 14, 2009
how did things end up this way?
it is amazing, is it not?
that so many things can happen in 8 months
that one's soul and spirit can be broken and rebuilt, broken and rebuilt so quickly
along with one's hopes and dreams
along with one's stories and sorrows
along with one's fibres and constitution
and so things change
some more than others
some irreversibly
until it becomes surreal
when a story ceases to be a story
but merely a fleeting memory
when existence changes its state of presence
just like your soul has changed its form
the more you lose
dignity, respect, image, riches
the more you actually gain
love, freedom, happiness
and nothing remains dreamy
it is weird
it is unsettling
but it is not a paradox
because everything is finally real
as you hit the stone ground and experience the searing pain
only then do you realise that you are alive, flesh and blood
as the dream falls apart
only then do you see how beautiful the harsh present is
and then there is no longer a need to pine for the fragile future
the unnecessary
i cannot ask for more
because it is already impossible to keep everything as it is
all the things that time steals from us
keeping my secrets ; for her
- 11:40 PM
