Monday, December 24, 2007

The Ice Age

They were different pple. Then they met randomly,laugh, smiles,they clicked. They interacted. They got excited together,upset together, they fell in love.They were happy,romantic,interested.
They were upset,angry,quarreled.They kissed,made up,got closer, more passionate.They got excited together still,upset,happy,sometimes romantic,still passionate. Kisses.They got older,less excitable,less interested,less angry.They kissed the kinds u say hi/by on the cheek They ate in silence,got quiet,got bored,got used to it. They kissed.Farewell.

I am summarizing one of the stories i remember from this collage of short films starring Natalie Portman where I saw on the plane. It is so true,so realistic.

It's exactly what I mean when I think in my head yr soulmate stops becoming yr soulmate after U were too used to each other. Then u realized u did something wrong/or some near death crisis wakes u up. Other than that,pple just go on being mundane.How do we not lose the passion?Passion is something that isn't merely human-human interactions, how abt yr job or your child. Do u lose heart after trying hard and getting exhausted?

I like being in love but I hate being in love too. A friend told me this,that he wished he had not wasted so many r/nships because the soulmate he might meet eventually would have missed how innocently sweet he once was and those great moments had been shared with other pple. I can see where he was coming from.Another girlfriend told me she used to be passionate abt music,(now she was gifted,a concert pianist schooled in a prestigious college in the UK),but she had lost it after the years went by. No longer in love with music. She came out of it,the music path I mean.

I fear alot. Probably too much,and the biggest fear I have is to become numb. I have been there,it was a dull,melancholic place with nothing. Like empty pits,as dark as the abyss this guy called Eldred, a gd friend once described my eyes to be. Nothing. I felt nothing. In that state I was unstirred,immovable,like the Snow Queen story I remember when I was young. Like those humans cursed by Medusa's death stare,I turned to stone. But dealing with ice,is not to lose heart nor lose faith. In an icy person's heart,yes,we do contain one,lies a deep heated desire to want. U know what it is to be on the repressed other side?It means u're not contactable,when yr cell sometimes reflect the SOS calls only,no reception! When someone hugs u,u stare at them blankly. When someone waves at U,u make a feeble waving gesture. U no longer contain a need/desire/want for anything. It's death in a live body. But the colder u are,the more stored energy there is in your body. It also means U either sleep another 100 years or forever,or let the world continue to move on its own and never bother anymore.Your once interests in things like recycling and promoting help for little orphans become non-existent. U feel u could not help yourself u automatically lose heart and the right in helping others.

I have been there,a complete citizen with Infinity mileage. The ice broke.

Love and Passion is not cheesy,I used to think it was. U need that in your life. U need to love and be passionate about what u do. If u think it's ridiculous and hot air,U are also known classically as a skeptic,or halfway on the plane to Ice Age. U need to love and be passionate about that person,if they don't exist,U need to continue living your life with love and passion and they will appear. Nothing is for nothing. When nothing is happening,u prepare. That is life. U don't sit around with resignation and heaving sighs and hope for a girl to be thrown from above by God (guy X,u know im talking to u if u're reading this), u live vicariously thru yourself. Stop saying U live thru yr friends. Love,and learn to love. This is a process that U and I will be learning our whole lives because it is difficult and we un-learn it all the time,because as humans,we are automatically the village idiots whenever we get used to things. Unlearn and Learn again.:) This is a process most commonly known as Life.

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