Defense of an Ancient.......Who might he be?

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Dear Diary/Destiny/Fate, or to whomever bring it forth:

Over the years you have watched upon me, guided me, and challenged me. I have in response confronted, shied away, or ignored everything you have brought forth. Now it has come to my attention that I'm faced with the toughest test yet. I will try my best to treat this like all the other trials of life I have gone through. Unfortunately for me, the best isn't good enough....

The reason I say that is because of one tricky little thing called "Perspective". We all view things differently, and as a result we base our judgement upon them. Something that seems so right to some may be considered completely wrong by others. This is what makes people different, and all of us unique in some way or another. When two or more people feels the same way about something, it creates a bond, a fellowship that connects them together. As they get to know each other more and more, the bonds become more numerous. They form strings weaving through each person, creating a web of positive energy. The web becomes more and more beautiful, forming a picturesque image that's almost irresistable. Then comes a point where no more strings could be generated and a decision must be made on what to do with the web-like picture.

Two options come to mind:

1) Both people agree to cut the picture out and frame it, and in turn become one with each other.
2) At least one of them decide not to keep the picture, so they cut themselves off and search for someone else to make a new one. The other person will be left with the picture to his or herself, reminding him/her of the memories they had together....or ponders whether it is worth keeping or not.

Option #1 sounds the most favourable for both, only if they both share the same feelings. Option #2 however is where discrepancies exist. Like I've said before, these things are all subjected to perspective, which is why life can be so perplexing at times. You question yourself anytime you see something controversial of some sort. Everyone has their own opinion and views. You either learn to respect them or brush it off in complete denial.

It's becoming a habit now for me to hold daily contemplating sessions everytime I go to bed. I would first lie down on my bed facing up, covering most of my body with my blanket, and reflect upon myself. I analyze not only my own actions, but actions or subtleties conveyed by people around me. Sometimes I get so immensed in these thoughts that I cause myself to become restless. Those nights are the worse, where I can never fall into sleep. I guess bombarding yourself with a constant stream of thoughts isn't really healthy.

Alright, I think I've over-worked my mind a little too much. I need some mental rest to gain my stability back (bordering on the edge of insanity).

Listening to: Gundam Seed - Nicol's Theme - Theme of Tears