Life's tough.. or so i've heard.
well its definitely not for the meek, let that be said. You CANNOT survive in this world without at one point hurting someone's sentiments or feelings.. Ahh what a cruel atmosphere to be born into. Our ancestors really messed things up big time with this 'society' nonsense.. Couldn't have got it more in a state of chaos that it is now..
Where does hope lie for us then!
can one go one being themselves and hoping for the best at a day to day level? or does one need to formulate a master plan which mostly involves how best to choose the appropriate mask to put on. And if everyone's wearing a mask, where is the honesty people speak of!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind..
Since this is the only place I'd ever admit things out loud, watching the movie "Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind" made me think.. Now future Desmond reading this, you're probably snickering, "i think nevertheless"
well.. One film.. managed to breach thru to my inner state.. to the kernel of innocence that my subconscious mind clutches onto. It appeals to the me of the past.. The me that loved, the me that was loved. It takes you back to a time in your happiest relationship to a time where you were hugged for no apparent reason. Where you were missed, cared for and cherished for just being you.
Its strange how our emotions are so sympathetic to how others feel.. No sooner are we subjected to watching a person mourning over his biggest regrets, in the form of letting go of a loved one, that we feel that immediate realization of having let go everyone that mattered to us..
If only every relationship ended with completely erasing the person in question from your life.. It would be sad, but then again, you're mind would be in an eternal state of sunshine..
Me? I'd rather it not be perpetually sunny in my mind..
For me life is supposed to be a cumulative of all things we regret.. Its only when the regret peaks that we truly begin cherishing the things we have..
Desmond out.
well.. One film.. managed to breach thru to my inner state.. to the kernel of innocence that my subconscious mind clutches onto. It appeals to the me of the past.. The me that loved, the me that was loved. It takes you back to a time in your happiest relationship to a time where you were hugged for no apparent reason. Where you were missed, cared for and cherished for just being you.
Its strange how our emotions are so sympathetic to how others feel.. No sooner are we subjected to watching a person mourning over his biggest regrets, in the form of letting go of a loved one, that we feel that immediate realization of having let go everyone that mattered to us..
If only every relationship ended with completely erasing the person in question from your life.. It would be sad, but then again, you're mind would be in an eternal state of sunshine..
Me? I'd rather it not be perpetually sunny in my mind..
For me life is supposed to be a cumulative of all things we regret.. Its only when the regret peaks that we truly begin cherishing the things we have..
Desmond out.
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