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#2489 Soulmates
2489.
A number keep ringing in my head.
So foreign yet so familiar.
As time passed slowly and agonizing me like the villain of any comic book or superhero movie shall I say.. I keep wondering why I hadn't gave up on the search for real happiness.
In one brief conversation with a stranger, I was told Love comes after Pain, Death and Despair. Is it an epiphany for my mental well-being? I was obsessed. Starstrucked by the idea of riding and trying to fit in the normal modern world of materialism. Trying not to be an anamoly in a land of mediocrity. Sigh.
So, what keeps a heart warm and beating? Memories of the loved and lost. Getting the grandiose entrance to someone's Life and terraformed their soul to your likings (of course, in a good way!) yet the darkest moment when you had realized that you're a fool lamenting to have "the perfect other half" but deciding to "go with it anyways".
"Soulmates" I keep reading it to myself, mentally while thinking about how do you actually solve your own life and quirks with an equation to such words.
There are so many different ways people can relate to it. Even in the tantric arts, mysticism and unknown real, soulmates exist in different levels and with an unknown timespan. Religions and philosophy does express how much they exist to make you feel home and at eased.
So, can you actually make them exist to yourself? I pondered that question to myself. I keep thinking in circles, and deduced that Time is the only one way ticket to find your own adventure. For every heartbreaks, failure and self destruct action comes with a DIY advice to yourself at the exact, "This is IT" moment.
I traveled to that moment. Unexpectedly.
The first glimpse of our encounter felt natural and a long yearning. Nothing felt more real and more silly. Playful, mature, compassion yet adjusting to the phase of co-existing. Finally.. all those yesteryears of former intimate, dating game, gestures, heartbreaks and loneliness doesn't matter as two exact halves made up from the same bright light supernova and merge as one. The pain felt bearable, vulnerable and eventually strong as our journey searching for us, the way we are now.
He uttered, "Babe, my phone passcode is 2489. Can you remember it for me?"
I smiled and said "That's why it's so familiar. You're my other half that I lost!"
LadyKay© All Rights Reserved
A number keep ringing in my head.
So foreign yet so familiar.
As time passed slowly and agonizing me like the villain of any comic book or superhero movie shall I say.. I keep wondering why I hadn't gave up on the search for real happiness.
In one brief conversation with a stranger, I was told Love comes after Pain, Death and Despair. Is it an epiphany for my mental well-being? I was obsessed. Starstrucked by the idea of riding and trying to fit in the normal modern world of materialism. Trying not to be an anamoly in a land of mediocrity. Sigh.
So, what keeps a heart warm and beating? Memories of the loved and lost. Getting the grandiose entrance to someone's Life and terraformed their soul to your likings (of course, in a good way!) yet the darkest moment when you had realized that you're a fool lamenting to have "the perfect other half" but deciding to "go with it anyways".
"Soulmates" I keep reading it to myself, mentally while thinking about how do you actually solve your own life and quirks with an equation to such words.
There are so many different ways people can relate to it. Even in the tantric arts, mysticism and unknown real, soulmates exist in different levels and with an unknown timespan. Religions and philosophy does express how much they exist to make you feel home and at eased.
So, can you actually make them exist to yourself? I pondered that question to myself. I keep thinking in circles, and deduced that Time is the only one way ticket to find your own adventure. For every heartbreaks, failure and self destruct action comes with a DIY advice to yourself at the exact, "This is IT" moment.
I traveled to that moment. Unexpectedly.
The first glimpse of our encounter felt natural and a long yearning. Nothing felt more real and more silly. Playful, mature, compassion yet adjusting to the phase of co-existing. Finally.. all those yesteryears of former intimate, dating game, gestures, heartbreaks and loneliness doesn't matter as two exact halves made up from the same bright light supernova and merge as one. The pain felt bearable, vulnerable and eventually strong as our journey searching for us, the way we are now.
He uttered, "Babe, my phone passcode is 2489. Can you remember it for me?"
I smiled and said "That's why it's so familiar. You're my other half that I lost!"
LadyKay© All Rights Reserved
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