tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4978327408480077408.post7858133388514550492..comments2023-08-05T09:13:52.513-07:00Comments on Life Itself: "Heartbreak Warfare"Zoya Brarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04124589649184155148noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4978327408480077408.post-15287737052876454972014-09-24T22:38:56.835-07:002014-09-24T22:38:56.835-07:00i cry when she sings
i find harmony in her words
i...i cry when she sings<br />i find harmony in her words<br />i celebrate when i see her paint us<br />but i silently whisper what i feel n she tends to carelessly miss it. <br /><br />disguise initialsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4978327408480077408.post-8433370154461748392014-09-22T11:22:24.790-07:002014-09-22T11:22:24.790-07:00But don't we all deserve to have our silences ...But don't we all deserve to have our silences understood ?Zoya Brarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04124589649184155148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4978327408480077408.post-78320087805742844202014-09-21T13:58:42.501-07:002014-09-21T13:58:42.501-07:00Few people, truly very few can arrive at insights ...Few people, truly very few can arrive at insights by an act of solitary introspection. Then there are those, for whom the act of writing is cathartic; it gives them clarity that they seek. Unfortunately, the universe of these people is also small. Very small. And finally, there is the rest of us, for whom the antidote to confusion is a conversation. The act of talking things out, with vulnerability and courage, and without the fear of judgment and exploitation, does lead to clarity. <br /><br />When you say, "... what is un-articulated even in my head," I wonder if you are allowing your respect for complexity to cloud your natural ability to resolve. (Notice the choice of my words. I did not say "complexity"; I said, "your respect for complexity"). I wonder if you are confusing your unwillingness to resolve with unresolveability, a la Kurt Gödel. <br /><br />I relate to the feeling of "...what is unarticulated even in my head." But invariably, a good conversation sorts it out. Try it!<br /><br />Look, I am commenting only on the ONE sentence of your blog - the first sentence. The rest of your post has less to do with you and more to do with the "other party" (the kind that asks questions, i.e., he/she/your-own-mind, or the kind that just lets you be, i.e., it/soul/God). Unless I know who (or at least what kind) the other party is, or even if there is another party - other than your own mind, it is hard to comment.<br /><br />Great piece of prose, I must say.<br /><br />AnLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4978327408480077408.post-77742835310559176872014-09-21T12:18:14.243-07:002014-09-21T12:18:14.243-07:00Omg, this is too good! I think I am in love with y...Omg, this is too good! I think I am in love with you Anonymous for youhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13647200596227145184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4978327408480077408.post-91323818139757921872014-09-21T11:18:25.046-07:002014-09-21T11:18:25.046-07:00If it didnt work out it still was love it was just...If it didnt work out it still was love it was just not the right time for two beings to be together in love but still it was love . Sahilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08152716958076902406noreply@blogger.com