all those things were echoes of deep feelings, those sweet moments, those glittering eyes, those drumming heartbeats, those tumults troubling gazes, conversations to the early morning which mostly didn’t make sense, those inescapable fun, those heartbreaking moments, worries we related, all those amazing quarrels, teasing, feasting, making up, all those things….are now mere memories….
what have been gone, will never return, how true was Heraclitus….
“we can never touch the same water of the river, twice”
and all we have wherever it is, is accumulated to what we are now, our entire being and entire history as a person, as an entity of existence…is define to what we are now, at this very moment, at this present time, this is the static reality of a human being said Parmenides. To this space and time where and when i’m typing, at this very breath is all i am. When i’m gone then all of me is gone. so wherever i go, i bring my reality with me for that is my existence.
funny to be able to see it that way…but that is the realities of two great thinkers, who walked this earth thous of years ago. Two edges of the pendulum.
i have to come back to that thoughts to summarize those great years as memories… those great moments that we can never have again in complete image because as we know: memories, fade away and some fractions were left off.
One thing i learn, i don’t need help in remembering, but i need help to remind me to enjoy and cherish every moment i spend with other human being, with my friends, my families,with my not so closed friends, with those unknown i happen to collide in my daily life, the clandestine lovers that marked by drumming heartbeats, with those people i used to quarrel with, with those people precious or not…they mark the greatness of living in this world created by An Awesome Creator, HE that not only created it but also sustain it.
So to Him again i say, God, all is well with me…can’t wait to encounter greater chances, destinies and realities in the dimension of this time and space, that people named 2018 when in actuality time has no name, i think he is anonymous *tisk tisk* some great lover just like me, got stranded in this finite universe with infinite peripheral line of vision.
so thanks thanks thanks, i’m so grateful because the enlightenment is like a door that just open ajar to embrace something old and new, for more to come….
i hope i can see you again like i used to, with drumming heartbeats, glittering eyes, shots of endorphin that make stars in your eyes… in so many ways!
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