there are broken kids down the blockand i cant help but wonder who is their inspiration in their darkness and sorrow...Its been a while since i last blog. the past few weeks were one of the most wonderous weeks in my life. As each day walks past me, the light that signifies my relationship grows ever so bright, o how wonderous it shines at our faces, a glow that never burns out. Highlights of the weeks. I can only remember a few though:
I in all honesty never expected to be interviewed about depression. I had my bouts of it, but it wasnt at all that serious. And it was my first chance to talk to Danielle in real time, not some gimmick on the net. Turns out, she is pretty much as rad as her internet persona depicts. One of the best phone calls i have ever made, and i am kinda glad that it all turned out fine. she got an A+! You go girl!
i shiver, i cringe with nervousness at the thought of spending the whole day with simin. I even bought flowers for her, stargazers, lovely ones that i handpicked. My dad was helping me choose, but he doesnt even KNOW anything about flowers, considering the fact that he never gave my mum any before. In the end, i got the stargazers, and headed to simin's home, only to find her angry with me cause i was late. Sigh..i didnt mean to be late. I wanted to get there in time, but i had to spend time choosing the flowers.
I was nervous, shivering from excitement at seeing my beloved in my own home again. Met her in the morning, and we secretly went to my new home, where my family do not normally stay. Tumbling through time with each other in arms, as the silent wind blows outside, making the door rattle in tune with our rythmn. Slowly gracefully entering a world of man-made passion created by our own version of love, and the meaning of beauty. Then we went swimming, took photos for us to gush about and then took a cab back to city square to eat at Vivo. Luckily we made it there, if not my mum would have been suspicious of our activities.
Bubbling with excitement, i couldnt wait to step into simin's home for another sleepover. My first at her home. Such a perfect day, ruin by a bad start to the day because of my parents not wanting to send me so early to her home, resulting in a mild coldness. But the happy moments overshadowed the sad moments. We did intergration, and i just couldnt wait to show her my present, and my all perfect plan.I was just thinking about the world in general today, and i realise that i havent been doing much of any analysis of it. I remain silent on my crawl towards the perfect harmony depicted by my own imagination of the world. Strongly, the movement of each pulsating molecule vibrates itself till it reaches a state of optimum that it releases itself and disappears into the void. There are broken kids down the block, and all the world cares now is not them, its themselves. What is pain to you when you dont feel it? You only see it around you, manifesting in your heart. Then you are hit by the influx of emotions that was always there. You see pain, and slowly, you feel their pain, you sympathise with them, and you want to realise the pain they feel. I know a few people with pain in their lives, severe repurcussions from their somewhat broken past, or their own silent depressive brain. Like a man slowly walking on the street, his life slowly losing its shine as time run past him, the people with pain slowly drown in their own pool of sorrow, unless they start to appreciate the better things in life around them. I want them to see the better things in life. Pain is temporal, evil in its own right, just to blind you from the truth that it covers, that life is worth so much more than this numbness you have. You might have some unfortunate disadvantage, but life is unfair, and you must learn to put it aside, and concentrate on people whom care about you, and you care about. Then only perhaps you can put the pain aside, and live life right. Of the music that plays from my speaker, turning my brain into a disco dance floor, as the signals of pleasures burns the last remainding cells of my own consiousness. Of going down into the Earth, digging through tons of muck just to achieve a single dream of getting down and dirty. Of singing along to electronica, becoming a robot just for the sake of music. Of bouncing bass in my ears, as the chemical brothers breathe loud bounce to my ears. Of just watching children walk past me, and wishing i was that age again. Of you being a catalyst for my own maturity, a vessel where your emotions shape the person i become today. You might think that you life is crap today. But some where in your life, life has been good. Appreciate that it has been, and live it right again. Justin ranted at 7:58:00 am on the |