Friday, May 22, 2009

I know it looks crazy. But I'm not. It's just how I approach things, recognizing how people are to different people, and how there are different interests at stake here. I have always believed that to see a person, one cannot write him off on the basis of their actions in a particular moment in time. They are the sum of everything from their birth till their deaths. And until I am capable of encapsulating the entirety of their truths in my mind, from their birth till their deaths with all the intricacies in between, I cannot condemn them, or affirm them as people. But when in doubt, err on the side of caution. Err on the side of grace. Err on the side that moves your instincts and that gives you peace.

And that's just how I feel right now I guess. I see a person , loved by many, with much to love. I see a person whose hurt has spilled over onto the bodies of others by the work of his own hands. But to see them as holistically as possible, is most important. As H told me: "It's good you try to see him entirely", as he removes the fork from Y's clenched fingers. I do. Or at least I try to. It's easy now, but that might change in the future with distance and time and perspective.

But for now, all I want to say is this: Take care of yourself, it's summer. This is your season. Take care of your heart because, according to Chinese astrology, it is most important to your element. Learn to be happy. Enjoy your friends, love your sister, be kind to your niece and laugh. Write, get published and be merry. But I will not be sorry when they come a-knocking at your door, in fact, I will lead them there if I can.

We all do what we must. I have my goals clear and justified. He has his life. Sometimes they get along and sometimes they don't. Sometimes they could've, sometimes they would've, but truth is now they won't. I think we can stand and face each other one day and say 'I understand', even though it means never really having the chance to actually say it.

What is important then, is peace.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

I think what it was (and is) is that I just didn't trust myself. Why? Maybe because I was never taught to? Or because I always felt that my best wasn't good enough and that someone else had a better answer.

No more. I now know that I know best.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

I don't quite know what I am fighting for still, except, my survival. In 5 days, I will email her and hopefully lay this to rest. I have better things to work on. Like my music.
As much as it hurts, disillusionment is refreshing. At least you don't wrongly inflate someone else. And I figure that I hadn't come this far to be wrong about myself again.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Healing comes so painfully, and it chills to the bone. Will anyone get close to me? I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know. I'm scared, I'm alone, I'm afraid and I need for you to know: I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say and you can't take back what you have taken away because I feel you, I feel you near me. There's healing for this soul, an end to this pain, forgiveness for a man who was stronger. I was just a little girl, but I can't look back. I must go on.

I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say and you can't take back what you have taken away because I feel you, I feel you near me.

~ Damaged :: Plumb

- Damaged? Seriously?
- Should I change the song?
- No. It's just really old.

Take a hint, mofo.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Endings aren't anything. they just are.
In my weakness and tiredness. It hurts the worst.
I want to kill you.
hurt. really bad.
The songs that used to remind me of you are slowly being reclaimed to find their intrinsic value again

Sunday, May 17, 2009

God is you're speaking to me through this pain you (a) had better have one hell of a message (b) I'm gosh-darned listening already.
Much blogging to come.
Stay tuned.
A span of 12 hours and my heart swings around. Will I ever be free?