I've been running away from writing because I know that till I don't write about it, I can repress it. There are just so many thoughts and so little time to capture them all. Maybe they match someone else's thoughts or maybe they are brand new or maybe just stolen right from someone's breath but there are so many thoughts and so little a time to wrap them all in the blanket of words and stay beneath them.
Do you ever wonder how with every season our choices change, our eating habits change, our produce changes. Nature is the biggest inspiration for change. Look at seasons, how they move from winters, to summers, to autumn and look at us, stuck on one thing or another. Move, change, see the beauty in every season.
Pain is a way of the mind to tell your body that you are not okay now but you will be. The love you harbor for another, if it's true of course, doesn't really extinguish. That's the thing about love, it constantly keeps changing forms like from the tightest of tugs at the heart to the tinniest of waves of the sea which appear once a while and just slowly skim the surface and you don't even feel the ripple even though it's there. It turns to that. When you choose someone and they tell you that you deserve better, it's like a back hand slap that's delivered with the sweetest care. The least they can do is value you for choosing them. If someone has wronged you, they tell you to forgive and move on. You want to forgive and move on but no one tells you how tough it is and no one tells you how much strength it needs. They just tell you it's going to be good for you and you should do that if you want to move on. Do they tell them to apologize, do they tell them to not be so shitty, do they tell them to not hurt people. Even if they do, do they do it? NO!
Similarly, assumptions will be the death of humanity. I have realized that it's so easy to fool people with words. Say the right things and you can have them eating out of your palms. Write for love and people think you are in love. We let people get to us because of whatever we write and how it is reciprocated. People don't realize the power of thoughts. If you write about a killer, are you one? If you write about other castes, have you converted? There is a lifetime full of memories and people that you encounter and what people don't understand is that is that you can revisit that anytime and just as much write about it in the present. That's the power of the mind combined with a pen!
Pain is a way of the mind to tell your body that you are not okay now but you will be. The love you harbor for another, if it's true of course, doesn't really extinguish. That's the thing about love, it constantly keeps changing forms like from the tightest of tugs at the heart to the tinniest of waves of the sea which appear once a while and just slowly skim the surface and you don't even feel the ripple even though it's there. It turns to that. When you choose someone and they tell you that you deserve better, it's like a back hand slap that's delivered with the sweetest care. The least they can do is value you for choosing them. If someone has wronged you, they tell you to forgive and move on. You want to forgive and move on but no one tells you how tough it is and no one tells you how much strength it needs. They just tell you it's going to be good for you and you should do that if you want to move on. Do they tell them to apologize, do they tell them to not be so shitty, do they tell them to not hurt people. Even if they do, do they do it? NO!
Similarly, assumptions will be the death of humanity. I have realized that it's so easy to fool people with words. Say the right things and you can have them eating out of your palms. Write for love and people think you are in love. We let people get to us because of whatever we write and how it is reciprocated. People don't realize the power of thoughts. If you write about a killer, are you one? If you write about other castes, have you converted? There is a lifetime full of memories and people that you encounter and what people don't understand is that is that you can revisit that anytime and just as much write about it in the present. That's the power of the mind combined with a pen!
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