Lately, I have come to realize that even in my most independent scenarios that I still require something.
I have a need.
I need people.
I need the people I care about.
Not so much in the sense that, I am depending on them..
Basically, I just need them to balance me out.
A smile.
A drink.
A moment when the music is too loud that I don't hear a word they are saying..
Moments of reflection, that lead to laughter.
Stupid humor that only we could have..
The will of others to make me greater...
My push to make them greater, and watch them flourish.
The possibility of all/both of us failing.
I need, something.
I need to enjoy these moments.
Because even if we do nothing, we're all doing something..
The moment we see each other.
And every second after...
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ReplyDeleteGabe! This is so beautiful!! And the line: "The possibility of all/both of us failing."
ReplyDeleteDuckie, it means so much! You must have thought about that when you wrote it, but I'd still like to point it out. It's the first time I've ever thought about it this way; That we're all constantly on the verge of failing, something which puts us in the same boat. My friends... I seem to sometimes think of them as far above me. As if they're more capable than I am at achieving... well, something, anything. But you just made it stingingly clear to me - with ONE line- that they are just as fragile as I am. And that's the beauty of it! And I haven't understood it till now! HONESTLY!
This is why movies, books and poems affects me more than ordinary life! Because in them I can see the heroes rising and I can see the people becoming something beyond themselves. I get to witness their internal struggle and watch them make their way to the top of the hill. I get the feeling that they're heroes, you know, real heroes fighting for something, all with the possibility of failing together.
Actually... I believe this is why I cried like a baby during the end of Harry Potter, The Lord of the Rings and all the other epic works I've read, even though they end well.Because those standing there in the end... those left; They survived side by side and are now entitled to live and love side by side in a better world.
Now that I think about it (after YOUR blogpost that is)...
Isn't that what we all fight for? Isn't that what we all live for? Each other?
Not only the people in books are heroes.. everyone around me are. Because they struggle through each day finging meaning, even though they MUST feel as fragile as I do. Sometimes.
Oh gosh, I'm ranting. This is wonderful, absolutely wonderful!
Truth be told, I was pretty drunk. I tend to get really "deep" and "emotional" when I drink. Not in the sense where I cry or become over dramatic, just in the sense of looking around and noticing little things that I tend ( we tend ) not to notice in the heated battle of "life." I love my friends, my family.. and anyone who feels the same as I do. Which in turn makes us all similar, if not the same. Some day we will truly understand each other. I try to as much as possible any day/ moment I can. I think I become slightly better because of it.
ReplyDeleteWho knows..