Human life is as fragile as the dreams we dream. I witnessed the shattering of both today.
Some1 i know lost their mother today, though i'm not very close to them or their family i find myself in no position to imagine their loss, grief or however it is you put it. The family was shattered and i was awkward. It's not the first time I've had to attend a funeral, however most of the time i find myself at a loss of expression. I suppose i lost some1 dear to me relatively young in my life. My grandfather, before i even understood death, he was gone, i wonder if that's what made me indifferent to this particular event in life. The only things that pass my mind are, "it's gone, it's over, it's not coming back, so why bother to lament, let's just move on and show them that we relish their memories and smile"
Shattering of dreams however affects me worse than death. I suppose i live in a dreamland. I love indulging in speculating and wishful thinking. I'm a great believer in the "Secret" and i do believe in the laws of quantum physics, however it could be that some things are just not meant to be. I wonder if the cosmos and quantum physics clash or overlap at some plane. I gave tons of positive thought, doubtless positive though to a wish but it went over-budget in the real world. I suppose we need to learn how to sleep with our eyes open now. That i think would the perfect recipe to making an outstanding reality for oneself.
So cheers to that and hopefully a job well done in crisis management!! ;)
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