A hiatus on religious philosophy, as my brain has been on complete overdrive for three days
Onto life...
1) What is the price of love?
2) What is the price of care?
3) What is the price of empathy?
4) What is the price of loyalty?
What is the ultimate price when all these 4 elements work together?
An old friend has become one of the recent catalyst for crushing my tough shellAs I sat in the car and reflected upon the things we used to do, I couldn't help but to recall the things that's happened between us:
Two sixteen year olds sitting in the car under the stars, reflective, pensive, with their feet up the dashboard.We sat there, did absolutely nothing but let the night roll with random outburst of questions, epiphanies and laughter. Nine years later, I caught myself doing the same as if though nothing has changed...or perhaps a part of me refuse to acknowledge for one, that I have changed.
As much as I despise the fact that my friend has a good memory and can recall all the crap that I'd like to forget about my past, I owe it to her for shredding apart my cool/cold, cynical facade. Yes, I'm a tough nut to crack, and it got cracked... and I can't help but to realize my true character without my "tough it up" suit. To be honest, I'm absolutely miserable and lost.
Twenty odd years to sew this "tough ass" suit together, what for? Essentially it's to protect me against some kind of harm. But what are they? In my recent years, I've experienced more than enough dysfunctional relationships--things that could go wrong, went wrong. Yes, I must admit that the only constant is myself. However, I can't help but to notice my intense emotional outbursts in reaction to broken relationships.
Tonight I sit here in defeat--finally verbally acknowledging to my friend that she is right: Beneath that "tough it up" facade, I am essentially nothing but loving, caring, empathetic, and loyal. But I got fed up with the way people rejecting them, or even their sheer inability to value them. She then asked me what I fear most--or if I fear losing anything at all. Honestly, I don't know. In order to find out what I fear to lose, I must first know what is there to lose.
..and the price for everything that I carry/give.
Comments (2)
Hello Wandering,
You worked hard to make your site simple yet elegant. I see that you don’t have much to say lately!
I like to write articles about God and religion on my site to help people to really get to know God, especially in these troubled times: 9 "The land is filled with blood, and the city is full of wrongdoing. For they say, 'The Lord has left the land, and the Lord does not see.' 10 But as for Me, My eye will have no pity, and I will not leave any sinner without punishment. I will bring their wrong-doing upon their own heads." (Ezekiel 9:9-10) (NLV) I hope you get a chance to look at them.