How is it that something so trivial could be so indescribably imperative... And vice versa. For those who can't seem to "dig" that. Stop reading right h e r e .
The meaning and interpretation of everything could be different but at its core everything is mostly the same... And vice versa.
"This is me, I am part of a whole. And 'me' is the whole of many parts."
Funny how everything circles around that thought. Of being set apart and being separated but in the end it's all part of a whole.
Of course, these thoughts aren't new. Old thoughts probably thought of, about, and aloud a million times. Of course all thoughts are like that anyway. Think about it. Think real hard. You'll understand what I mean.
But it's not about that. It's about how it has affected me personally. Personally, I'm affected and I want to stand on tabletops and shout it out loud. A million exclamation points couldn't even begin to relay the graveness of that emotion.
You want to feel something, but if you do, you're bound to feel something that you don't want to feel. It's a conundrum. Everything is a conundrum. It's funny how it all works out that way. You want to be truthful, but you know that if you do you'll end up feeling guilty for the rotten thoughts that are kept locked in the innermost part of your being. Of course, you could also be truthful and still feel guilty for having felt genuinely beautiful emotions.
What does this all mean exactly? Personally. What does it mean?
Possibly nothing. Probably everything.
As Always,
D.
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