Monday 24 January 2011

Feelings


One of the innerly experienced pains is when you care so much about something that people may assume you don’t care at all. Sometimes the strongest a feeling is, the weakest it looks like. And your heart is going to be filled with all that misunderstanding that it seems like it’s about to explode in the air and spread around little pieces of your own self. Then you are not going to feel like yourself anymore. Are you going to try to find and collect all those little pieces of you and be yourself as much as you can again, or are you going to learn how to re-build your self?

Sometimes when you have cried so much people stop paying attention to your tears, taking them as something usual. But tears can’t be plastic. They always come from somewhere and they always mean something. People don’t know when it might be the worst time to turn their backs on you. Nothing is more important than one’s feelings, one’s inner state of being. When someone is down, when someone is miserable, when someone is lonely, when someone is unlucky in love no outer circumstances should surpass the importance of those feelings.

*Be passionate. No matter how much it hurts. It’s the only way to truly know life.*

Sunday 2 January 2011

About Truth


Whoever seeks the truth, is in denial. Truth is always obvious and if you ever need to hear it, it is not because you don't know it (at least unconsciously), but because you need a wake up call to let go of something.Truth is not said, but only felt. Try not to hold on to those desires which make you cling on something or someone, but move on to new opportunities, people, places, dreams.
I can't let go. So I know how easy it sounds, and how hard it is to be done. I am right there. Maybe you will be stronger and you will succeed before me. Maybe I never willl. Maybe you never will. But we can all try without asking questions, hoping, or believing in a misleading truth.
Look for the truth only in people's eyes; don't ask them to pronounce it. People tend to be protective either of their own interests, or of other people's feelings and they would never speak the truth that's hidden in their eyes.
I have always denied questoning, considering it foolish and unwise, but I found myself in this position once. Shall I call it desperation or loneliness, I don't know. Did questioning help me? It didn't tell me anything I didn't already know. Did it help me move on a little bit easier? (as sometimes we need to hear it, to realize it). I can't state that. I guess time will show and it is a different lesson and experience for everybody.
Trust your own reason for the right thing, but be more sensitive to the little signs that unvail the big dilemmas. And remember: you can never blame someone else for your own feelings – they belong to you; nobody can hurt you because nobody is responsible for what you feel.