We experience life as it happens. But we forget to ask questions. These questions are for us to answer. Sometimes I wonder, by asking so many questions, am I underplaying life? Do I do injustice to myself by thinking too much and living a little less? Are we not supposed to wonder why, how and marvel at the irrationality of it all. I mostly understand people I come across or read about and I understand relations but I still feel disappointed and I still make the mistake of expecting. I am not saying that expectations always meet with disappointments. I am just pointing out at the futility of it all. Why do we make ourselves vulnerable? Is it our destiny as humans to be vulnerable? Bracing ourselves for heartbreaks and disappointments…using words as weapons to harm each other. At the surface of it, I guess it’s beyond our control to act rationally. So why bother, throw caution in the air! Let’s be the end of each other. I will bring you pain and someone will be the carrier of my death. We are here to nurture, protect and destroy each other. So we will do what we are designed to do and move away/on. Oh, don’t be morose! I am not saying all this as something bad, something that is not desirable. On the contrary, this feeling of hurt can do wonders to our personality. It can change us for the better. It gives us such insight and depth in relations that nothing remains incomprehensible after that. Eventually you come to a stage when you can foresee what a potential relationship holds for you. The same cycle of love, attachment, heartache, disappointment and then moving away! Once you have seen it all, why on earth would you go for it again, and again? The only sensible thing to do is to watch the movie, since the tickets have already been bought. So go through the movie, soar unattached in the vastness of its imagination and come out of it as taintless as possible.
life from thought to thought 