A Doorbell

after that, I wonder what do I still care about.

Nevermind discussions of justice, of freedom, of humanity, of anything. When a genuine person, a person that has nothing against this world, has all else against him/her, do we still need to speak about principles and philosophies?

When one is fated to trip and fall, again and again, could one still not ask why to god? 'why me?' but would asking bring one the answer, or would it be better off if one just accept it as god's decision to free you and to love you more?

after that, I wonder what do I still care about.

It must be a great sign. A sign that could bring me to tears and make me cry for days and nights, mourning over those lost that all seem too surreal, too dramatised, too real to be so near and true.

It must have been all so stupid to cry all over a pillow for thoughts that are made-up and unnecessarily true. I would rather cry for a spirit of love that never asks for return, that continuously gives, that shines like the morning sun.

If love could heal you, please, continue to seek love wherever you can, and I shall pray for you.

so after that, I thank you, just the way you thank all the series of unfortunate events. Anything that happen to us, is just an event that has occur on us. The value of it being good or bad, is compared to a 'beneficial ratio' that is measured using 'us' as a mean ratio. The result, both good and bad, is magnified. We go all depressed and end our own lives, or we go all hype and happy and gay. Extremes it might seem, but life is about how we deal with dramas.

and after that, I learn to love even more.

Safe it is up here, there's no need to worry, there is no need to keep all the love to oneself. When there is no love, give love. It is so powerful that by healing others, it is perhaps how you can heal yourself too. Taking too much and you forget to let go, but by giving, there is no limits. I wish to live up to it, to love with a pure heart.

after that, I seriously have so much to think about. but I thank you.