Monday, February 20, 2012

Whispers...

Paint me a palace with the brush of your soul. Draw me gardens with the pencils of your mind. Create impossible spaces, infinite heavens, in a canvas where time does not exist. 

Saturday, February 11, 2012

What is love

Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

-Neil Gaiman

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Just click.

HERE

There’s no “maybe” or “perhaps” in love. I either love you or I don’t.

Like, if you’re dating me, you better burn all old love letters, delete all the pics from your phone and erase your ex’s numbers… for real.

Things you learn on a plane.

You are the cheese to my macaroni
You are the horizon to my sky
You are the bacon to my eggs
You are the laces to my sneakers
You are the jelly to my peanut butter
You are the smile to my face
You are the gravy to my smashed potatoes
You are the bubbles to my bath
You are the milk to my cookie
You are the ink to my pen
You are the ketchup to my french fries
You are the water  to my ocean
You are the icing on my cupcake

It hurts to say goodbye when you know that life won’t be the same. But it’s better to give up than to fight, when you know that you’re the only one fighting.

I’m tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength, and the honesty to break them down.

Learn to let go
How does one avoid loss in the first place? Contrary to popular belief, it’s not attachment that causes loss… attachment feels fine. It’s detachment that hurts. Learn to let go.
Some suggest that to avoid loss, one should never be attached to anything. They give the example of a hand in water: when the hand is removed from the water, the hand leaves no impression. These people say the reason the hand leaves no trace in the water is because the water is not attached to the hand.
On the contrary, while the hand is in the water, it is very attached to the hand. It surrounds it, enfolds it, embraces it. Allow yourself to experience life as fully as water experiences the hand, then let go as completely as water.
Yes, the water leaves a little of itself on the departing hand, as we leave a little of ourselves with the people and things we touch, but for the most part, when it comes time to go, let go.
The hand could no more hold the water than the water could hold the hand. As soon as one “wants” to leave, there is no attachment, because there can be no attachment other than the mutual action of being together. Hand and water both accept the inevitability, and part “clean”.
There is a little of a book on raising children we’ve always liked: Hold Them Very Close, and Let Them Go. This we find good advice for all experiences, whatever they may be: Hold them very close, and let them go.
How do you know when it’s time to hold them close? When they’re in front of you (often literally): Whatever is the current experience in your awareness, the next event on your schedule. When is it time to let go? When you’re on your way out or they’re on their way out.
Say good-bye, let go, and embrace the new moment.