to float and yet have a part that holds you back.
the heavy bit, the ugly bits...the insignificance of it all and yet, the scar remains. it would be so much easier to just accept it as *the script*, good or bad, uncomfortable or peachy.
what is can't be undone...what's lost is gone forever but what stays is stronger.
it really doesnt matter...it is worthless but it still matters. memories and bonds which will endure through all dimensions...atleast as long as I am.
but the scar remains. it could have been better. it could have been more seamless. but this is the script I...we got. live with it and improvise.
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its the unbearable lightness of being :-D
...for whatever reason, it's just very hard to accept the script - the sense of unfairness is invariably overwhelming - guess we will all be Dalai Lamas if we could deal with that bit, eh?
the insignificance of it all , indeed ...
and yet, "memories and bonds" - what could be more significant (to us all, as long as we are)
oh yes, anon, its just what I keep hoping to achieve... :-)
ah but dear qsg, its more of a challenge to be human and still float above the pettiness - easier for the Dalai and his ilk, they have positioned themselves as the ones who can. :-)
ffflaneur, 'as long as we are.'
:-D we're all carbon bits, made up of assorted stories and memories...what's life without a little gray, yes?
where r u?
hey Alok, am hereabouts, havent been blogging much...life's crowded. :-)
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