좋아하는 마음이 어떤것일까?
보면 설레고 안 보면 자꾸 보고싶고
생각하면 나도 모르게 웃어버리는 나는
좋아하는거 틀림없네…

아직 사랑이란 말할수없지만
내가 과연 사랑을 할 수 있는건가?
사랑을 해보고싶기도 하는데
상처를 받을까봐 늘 두려움이 나
깨질까봐…

     “When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries
              disappear and life stands explained” - Mark Twain

A recent family death sparked a thought within me about the oddities and unpredictability of life. Every day we struggle to give meaning to our existence and to seek out our purpose in life, but it has never occurred to us that everything could possibly end at the snap of a finger. Everything we have worked hard for, our grades, our relationships and our career, how much are they worth once we’ve crossed over to the other side? When we tie ourselves up in continuous efforts to quantify our lives, we fail in appreciation.

Perhaps, instead of all the pondering and worrying, we should just take life for what it is – a crazy wild ride at the amusement park. It’s fast, it jerks you through sharp turns and you never know what surprises are waiting to jump on you the next moment. When the tiniest of joys occur, you laugh. When the ride takes on a nasty turn, you grimace and hold it back in. And when the ride ends, you alight and leave the memories where they should be.

Time has only shown me one thing thus far,

Your words have been marked

With each passing moment we tread through this marsh

Our steps grow farther in their diverged paths

Should have took heed when I saw you halt,

Yet eyes, blinded by wanderlust, could only gaze forth

Should have turned back when I heard you call,

Ears, deafened by adrenaline, could hear nothing more

Stuck on this dirt I’ve led myself on,

Caught up in fatigue and weariness from home

I stand at crossroads now where I last remembered you gone

Alone, and I realize,

Lost.

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition!

The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.

go, take the leap of faith

      leap towards your heart’s desires and

run, while you still can and

      never turn back towards the strings

      that have bound you for so

long, for liberty and success

       in the faraway untrodden land 

       that you have always dreamed of

(via thingssheloves)

Do understand, that you are dear to me, as dear as any friend can comfortably be and that it was hard for me to understand so fully in so little time. But if you do share the same sentiments, I do hope that you may hope as I now hope, that all will be well, that friendships will thrive, that we will not forget nor put away,

Summon my blood, my body, my life on a stake
but my heart will never be yours to take