THE NEW AND HAPPY CHAPTER OF MY LIFE... NEW STORIES TO COME.

hmnnnnn.

THANK YOU FOR TEACHING ME...

CARE, LOVE, LET GO

Letting go is not always associated with love, passion and intimacy.  Letting go is a universal term used to depict any act of intellectual or emotional giving up of an aspiration usually for a good end or simply the acceptance of what is 

beyond ones control.

-------- Storm

  

It's human nature to care and to expect care in return.  What if you are placed in a position where what you give is not reciprocated with at least what you expect?   It is like making intellectual and emotional investments that you cannot withdraw some for yourself?  Or not even a good benefit to be expected at the end of the day? One can't force others to give back something or anything in return as this needs to be voluntary.  There is nothing wrong with caring however, if disappointments hits you hard quite a few times maybe you should rethink.  Care is supposed to feel good not bad.  Is it worth the investment?  Care in this case is an emotional decision not intellectual.  Your intellect will usually dictate you to act the investment however if you stop, it is only the act that stops ... not your emotional decision.

Both emotional and intellectual care will usually dictate you to be in between to decisions like being in between two huge rocks that is about to collide with each other.  For you to make a decision, you will usually consider pros and cons with both in mind.  Usually a hard decision to make but one needs to be made because of necessity and emotionally related value.  If there is a thing called "win win situation", this could be the opposite depending on how you react or think about it. 

And now love...
Billions of unsuccessful love stories are told and about to be told and they all have one thing in common ... one cannot be ones pair anymore because of many possible universal reasons.  Either one or both goes the other way.  Fighting for what both had is always a given scenario but its human nature to hold on... even if it scars ones dignity.

If it is not meant to be, then that is how it is.  One will tend to dwell on the lingering pain simply because one wants to feel good and secured knowing the fact he or she is tightly holding on to the  love that is not meant to be.  Eventually, if the pain constantly batters ones intellect, emotions and dignity, the intellect will usually takeover and this is where the so called hardest part to do happens... letting go.  Saying goodbye is easy... letting go is the hardest part but at the end of the day, it will usually be rewarding like being reborn.  Getting in touch with oneself.  That feeling of content that one is able to triumphantly battle with oneself.  But here is something that is worth a ponder ;

"Goodbye... I'm letting you go but I care"

----Storm

ONE DOWN ... WILL YOU BE THE NEXT ONE?

TASTE THE FEELING OF KNOWING THAT ONE WAS TAKEN OUT AND YOU COULD BE THE NEXT ... SCARY S..T EH?  AND THEN YOU REALIZE YOU HAVE NO ONE TO RUN TO ... DANG!

ITS THE WAY OF THE WORLD ... TOO BAD YOU JOINED!

BLUR

MY HEART REMEMBERS YOU LIKE THIS NOW... I SINCERELY THANK YOU FOR DOING WHAT YOU DID.  YOU SUBCONSCIOUSLY SAND PAPERED ME AND I TURNED OUT WELL.  THIS I OWE TO YOU.

EMOTIONAL TIDES

"Often misunderstood but not one appreciates the courage one undertakes to truthfully express and show the montage of colors created within the depths of uncertainties." - Storm 

Walking through my long time desired superficial garden everyday is far better than smelling the flowers in a rose garden.  I designed it   not according to how a stereotypical garden is laid out in a canvass or a blueprint.  It’s not perfect but every inch of it is made with so much passion that I know the smallest detail that is beyond recognition through an unsuspecting eye.  From a distance it’s chromatic but really is made up of millions of colors that are not necessarily a favorite of anyone.  Colors will change in spontaneity hiding the imperfection of wilted branches and exposed roots.  But still, it is my garden and I like how it feels every time I walk through it despite the imperfections…  That is how I am.

I refuse to make my garden the way others do because I see things differently…  I know how I want it simply because I know that it will make me happy… No other reasons.

But the reality of life will dictate you to do otherwise.  It will speak its expectations like a loud thunder that will bring in undesired heavy rain and wind that will eventually break and destroy your garden… and there is nothing you can do about it… you cannot shelter your ideals with ideals.  At the end of the day, it’s just another ideal.