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Sunday, May 23, 2010

survival of the fittest

does anybody really get tired of giving? of loving? or giving up is an option only for those who has really nothing to hold on in the first place?

We can never really cure a burnt hand while still on a blazing fire.

I really have this frantic desire or better yet be called a frantic dillusion to obtain for myself,
an old fairytale of a "happily ever after". I thought I will have mine soon as at last part of my yet to be completely
woven reality.

 Yet, the truth, the true reality strikes
when you begin to accept and
differentiate what cannot be and what can be..
Because if we never wake up, we only have that piece of reality in dreams
that can, if long kept can transform into frightful and uncontrolable nightmares.

Dreams can be true, yet they do not even exist as part of this true reality.
Dreams can either make or break us.
What is unquestionable is, we choose what can make or break us.
We choose the things, the people who can destroy or make us.
But is in being broken that we are restored.
The process may take long but a lifetime is not really enough
to justify who really we are.

We rise or fall, like those blue waves, untiringly rising then falling or either falling and then rising..

who ever said that letting go is an art, has such a brilliant mind, which i, with all respect salute and bow from.

Because letting go is never really easy, who told you you there'll be no crying on turning back?
It's like giving up your favorite old shirt from someone you utterly do not know.
or
It is as difficult as traveling to a place you are unknown of.

The point here is,
at some point in our life, we really have to let go..
the difference only is, i am letting go of him, and you are letting go of another person,
or you are giving up on your old treasured house.
The bottom point is we all get throught the point of letting go.. of letting them free..
The bravest one only comes out
when he himself desires to let it all free..
to forget and start over..

we live and we die, then we live again.. it is in dying that we live again, and as we are born again
and as we look to ourselves who already died, we learn, and we value the learnings
by heart and through the head.

Charles Darwin, Oh i never thought i would ever use your words,
"Life is a survival of the fittest."
If you wanna live, if you wanna survive,
leave the one and anything that kills you.
If pain is killing you, drive it away..
and settle where you'll have you're safest retreat.
Indulge in the beauty of life, It is too short, as everyone would say, to live in lie and pain.

And i am letting go..
and i am setting it free.
and now,
IT'S FOR REAL.

nevertheless, i thank *you for bringing me into a
better piece of a soon to be woven, first class fabric.


as we start over, we love again.
we love the world, as if it is all we ever have.

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