The Epic Hero: Part Four
Many people think that the circle of life is Birth, Death, and possibly re-birth. The people that have this view are not wrong but not looking deep enough. The cycle of life is happiness and sadness, joy and pain, yin and yang. To care for someone so deeply , but constantly feel pain because you cannot be with them, is an example of this 'life.' These thoughts flash through our Hero's mind as he is spiraling towards the ground. In the blink of an eye, he went from flying high with hope in his corner, to rock bottom; again hand on trigger. "Why continue?" He asks himself as he stares down the barrel of the gun."I have given my heart twice. I have let my guard down in two situations, both of which left a bitter taste in my mouth."
No one responds.
"I am willing to give everything into the power of hope, while others are only willing to give 10-20%. Why, then, am I always being told that it is not what is wanted?"
No one responds.
"Does hope really only waste its time fulfilling the lives of people that don't even try and meet it half way?"
No one responds. No one ever responds. Little does our Hero know it, but he is completely alone. His thoughts and words are not much more than a waste of time and space. No one will ever respond because that is the nature of love. The river that is his emotion has the current of great white rapids. No one will ever know what it is like to feel that river flowing though ones heart day in and day out, without anyway to prevent it from flowing over and drowning them in a pool of their own love . . .
Labels: Love
posted by Ostentatious Transitioning Sophist @ Tuesday, January 30, 2007
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