Thursday, July 1, 2010

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When love ends

There are things that are difficult to explain, understand and all, but we can not avoid it forever, sooner or later have to face them, and I think the sooner the better. Grief, sorrow, anger and madness are some things that happen to us, haunt us when the most wonderful of feelings leaves us, "when love is over." Still not enough to live to speak of this and perhaps never will, but I want to talk about my story what happens to me, from what I see and what I feel, I felt and probably feel, it will hurt me or not. And part of this is for my friends and myself, being able to see, and because they let me know, and on behalf of them is to write and thank them start and end.
"We are human beings, created by a divine being endowed with many powers, but I like most is to feel. We are allowed to have feelings, and the animals are different so even if not so superior as we believe but we have the potential to do so. But of all these feelings are the two extremes to which many fear, so many respects, some think they know and ignore the rest, and are love and hate. If While we're at the top of the pyramid of intelligence, we are not much use to feel, or rather living, such feelings. Because you can not write they have the ability or the right to describe them in such property, because we all feel, we love and hate in some special way. And that is when we are children we are talking about it, when we begin to discover teens in our youth we understand, we live as adults more formally, and as we mature senile remember him with affection. Love and hate are like entry and exit doors of a completely magical, like the beginning and end of a story filled with joys and sorrows, and I have not even words to describe it. But one thing I'm certain, is that we are afraid to love, because the more we love more we hate, our sorrow, our pain. But we can not avoid it, is part of our humanity, our happy and sad reality.
All this reminds me of my past, those days when I suffered for this, to love, to hate, history as many have heard or read but still remain unknown. Although right now I do not want to refer to that particular topic, but I want to focus on a peculiarity of life, in that there are lapses between the end of love and the beginning of hatred. And we started this ordeal to find out what happens, this ruthless news that kills us, so much Happiness is a slow process, painful and difficult at once, and no one comes out victorious from this completely. No tears, no doubt, but to see and feel is something eerily beautiful, they shed a solemn concerns between our soul and heart, our human integrity.
all cried, we all suffer, but anyone has sat down to look into the newly passed without rancor, without hatred, without anger or sorrow? Has anyone been able to so easily forgive this breach? It is unlikely, because when we feel so bad we tend to close their eyes, sinking into the pain and grief of that loss, and just want to get away from everything and everyone, and mourn. And fills us with great pain heart, because we see this wonderful reality in which we inhabited was coming down, so suddenly disappears leaving us totally confused here, we are so disoriented they just want to escape from everything and everyone, and be in a safe place as it is loneliness. Well, now, we isolate ourselves from the world around us, people who want the best for us, but now what? Do we stay in a corner crying like cupcakes life forever? To raise a wall of lies and illusions to avoid falling into grief and depression? I'm guilty of using the latter method and live there for almost six months, believing that my life could go as smoothly and if anything, but I made the biggest mistake of my life and I finally realized. And then I finally mourn those tears, and finally realized he had lost forever. This happened some time ago and since then I've done things I did not think possible, I have met and shared with amazing people, and it is they themselves who can help me reestablish my foundation of life, why I exist. I am somewhat philosophical thinking, and eventually I left a little aside to avoid an occasional inconvenience, but my heart still much ground to gain in making vital decisions. And that force is owed to my friends of a lifetime, whom I met during my trips doubt, and now all new people this year. Going back a bit
the subject (I got sidetracked, sorry), I've noticed things are not simple to see when we suffer, we are wrong, and there are many people who are on our side, we feel alone when we have more people around. Is it because we have so many tears that clouded our vision? May be, maybe. No. At this time of sorrow, we become selfish, we assume that we are the only ones who have gone through this situation and simply exiles the world of our life. And it's the dumbest thing we do, but we have every right to do so: total, is our life. What I just said was an individualist thought, however simple it may seem, and may be the key to fall into the loneliness and alienation of our own mini society. Let's face it, we can not survive alone in the world, we need someone who is on our side, is a friend, family member, partner, and if we feel alone, let us hold to that person. And if that person is gone, there's always someone else, because I never, EVER get to the point of being totally alone in life. Love is just difficult to accept but it's true, but the love, friendship and family are things that will prevail forever, and are those links really worth protecting.

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