I’m no superman No, not the Man of Steel I bleed and hurt of flesh and blood But i care just the same i wish you were here with me tonight YAO FEI LUO seventeen Phoenix Hypernova Zenith Innova sky_scorpion5@hotmail.com where voices speak EXIT HERE april becky brenda hengguang jermaine lelia merlin samantha sophia wanling weizhou ARCHIVE CREDITS Codes: -RAJAHchindian | Inspiration: kissandtell | Background: Kollermedia | Image Host: Photobucket |
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Wednesday, September 03, 2008
when your vision narrows from the 140 deg vision ( is it 140 deg?) to 30 deg to focus on the blessing that lies before your eyes you lose sight of the 55 deg of vision on each side. and you never know if there may have been blessings there that you just never focussed on. perhaps you may have got sight of some of them but they were only at the very edges of your 140 deg. perhaps they may have entered your focus, but only for that fleeting few seconds. and then they are gone. why is it that life never allows us to zoom in using all 140 deg? why is it that to zoom in on one thing we have to forgo the sight of another? why is it that when we lose sight of one thing that thing seems to move totally out of sight and even when we zoom out again we seem to be unable to find that which was once there? life is a funny thing. it always teaches us the lessons it wants us to learn in the hardest most painful way. it teaches us to cherish things by taking them away. and the biggest problem with that is what is taken away sometimes is never given back. sometimes the lessons we are taught leaves us with scars that can never be erased. what is then the point of these lessons? maybe to remind us never to treat what we have left the same way. and the 'best' part is that we humans often never learn our lessons. many a time it is not enough to take one. two three four have to be taken before the lesson sinks in. and sometimes it just doesnt sink in. sometimes that thick skull of ours proves to be simply too hard for sense to be knocked in, and in the end we are left with nothing.. nothing at all. no old no new. some of us are lucky to get second, third fourth chances. but when those are exhausted no matter how much we cry, no matter how much we plead and beg what was lost can never be found again. thats life and thats the lessons in life. learn it well. i'll make every second count; 1:39 PM |
