How can I convince someone that my self-serving wishes are also goodwill towards them? How can someone even believe me that my promises do not have ulterior motives and only seek to empower them or desire their confidence? How can you make them see for what you are? How do you begin to break that barrier and start to gain the proverbial heart? Perhaps these are rhetorical questions as I know the answers to be negative. Yet I do not go out of my way and close the curtain, yet I walk, with my eyes closed, hoping the world is also going blind. But life doesn't care, it never did. The truth is, each of us, in the sea of life, is an island. We seek to connect, yet we drift apart. Evermore.
Yet we all have something in common, terrible anguish. We can at least share that, and suffer together. Through our mutual torment, happiness, joy, and possibly... love, will weather away, gleefully.
That is how I envisioned it.
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Well well well wasn't this just beautifully written...?!
The pain was bleeding out of your words mum.
Indeed we are all Islands in the end, destined to drift apart :")
I can literally imagined and heard you speaking with a smirk "well well well" :')
I suppose the words only become alive when they are fused with emotion...
Ahahaha XDD
It truely does mother. Words come alive when you let it get in touch with your emotions. I always feel a certain wall around your words, but this one was almost barren. The despair and helplessness, I could see it.
They say pain creates artists. You’ve got your fair share of pain within you. It's time you let it flow.
Weathered with you!
Godspeed and love to you too!
You too can write with emotions :')) and when you do, words become a powerful venom :')
I too, eh? 🤣
I will have you know that this sentiment you and sam holds about me are venom itself son! 🤕
For some reason this reminded of the group conversation we had on the last night at Mermaid.
I remember the speech but can't seem to connect the dots how it fits in this case. 😅
Not related to the speech bhai, goes more with the random thoughts that were running around in my head during that time.
Amornath... so you have decided to show us a glimpse of what's inside!!! No holding back... your words are no longer just words my dear friend
Weren't they always? I believe I bared my proverbial soul before.
Speculation is what we do for living Amor. What is life without speculation?
Im deeply concerned that some aspects of life cannot be controlled, no matter how resourceful we are. These metaphysical needs are a source of endless turmoil. Speculation often leads to incredible — resulting in the absurd!
Yes, that’s the magic. You ideally want your life to be logical with you are in control. Unfortunately it’s nothing but :)
I have very limited control over my life, so I mostly don’t worry about it as even if I worry there is nothing I can do.