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|miwako-chan (profile) wrote, |
on 3-5-2004 at 10:57pm
|Current mood: contemplative
Music: Japanese Folk Song
|For some reason I feel at peace right now. A serenity seems to fill me. It's an odd feeling usually I am tense about one thing or another, but I just feel like life is good. Life may be hard at times, and yet so beautiful at others. I love life with its ups and downs. Emotions are a ying-yang. Without saddness, our life would have no chaos and without chaos life would be dull. We could not feel the poetry that our mouths speak but only read them like robots. On the other hand, if we did not have happiness, life would be miserable and not worth living.
What would we be without life; Without this human flesh that keeps us physically being... Would our spirits fly away? Where could we go? The universe is so endless and I feel like such a tiny part that I feel as though I am nothing. But I am something, I believe, I am the only me. No one can take away my soul, my heart, or my mind. The only way we lose these things is if we give them away never to be returned.
A girl at lunch questioned true love. She said she was in love but then he broke up with her. But she is so naive... She knows not of true love (nor do I for that matter) Love is something... that will last forever; not just a few days, weeks or months but FOREVER. In my opinion, we are far too young.
I know I care for Joe more deeply than anyone I know, but truthfully I do not know what will become of us. Life takes its own twists and turns and neither of us has control over that. I want to know if this is true love, but my heart is still maturing. I know not of true love. I know not of the passion two people feel when deeply in love, and most high schoolers do not. They care for their "significant" other but do not know what the furture will bring.
Why does life seem to go by so quickly? My childhood in elementary has now been gone for three years. I still reminice however. When I walk through my backyard I can hear the echo of two little girls laughing and playing. When I touch the heavy bark of the elder maple tree, I hear the girls talking for hours about Sailor Moon and Chrono Trigger. When I smell the green grass I feel the sensation of playing until the sun sets.
March is here now. It is my favorite month of the year. All the flowers awake from their long winter's rest. They are ressurected from the cold death of winter and warmed by the new sun. March always is the time of the year when I get most of my ideas. I'll sit in that old maple tree and daydream for hours.