A beautiful face will have a hard time with love. They’re sorted out for what is seen on the surface, chased for their exterior and people’s selfish purposes. I assure you it’s a dreadful feeling to be passed by those who walk on shallow waters. Inner beauty pleads for the one who can see futher than the superficial ideals of mankind. Inner beauty wants to be seen, acknowledged and sought after like madmen. Once you’ve seen this beauty it becomes your secret place, you don’t want to leave from it. Capturing every moment of true beauty in beloved’s eyes is a gift beyond measure.
Same rules apply of the opposite exterior. – Writer J
In a world filled with handheld devices, she is the one with her hand empty to receive. – Writer J
The questions that come to mind are several But there is one question that sticks my mind more than anything else. I find myself coming back to every time…
If relationships are made of organic chemicals and everything soulful why allow something in-between that is not?… For the sake of convenience?
People have sold to this illusion to these chip devices and feel it’s much easier to keep up friendships, love and family in the limitations of a cellphone. What happen to getting to know someone out of the boundaries of social media? Meeting someone face to face before a profile?
You can go ahead and call me crazy but I love to know someone by them telling themselves with their own words. It’s has value and substance you can feel or remember. How bonds are deepen is the time spend together and memories hold more weight than some cellphone you’ll end up changing in a year. What I’m saying is that if you want a everlasting relationship make those sacrifices to keep away from the things that aren’t made up of you. Mixing them both will only cause grief and pain; You are a human being and your needs are meant in all things organically fashioned.
Trust me I am stubborn in my ways; I could be the last human on earth and I’ll still keep this with me. I’m no sellout to myself and I wouldn’t sell short to know someone or to be with, so I’ve left my hands open to receive.
I’ve come to realization of the lacking of closeness we’ve become. I’ve noticed it when I’ve tried to be like everyone else. The sense of belonging is set because everyone is doing it. I feel I can no longer be consistent into selling the intimacy for convenience. Something that should be shared with love and care over conversations but we rather give it away to a electric entity; a place where all relationships of all types come to die. (Social media aka the cell phone…)
Because it’s just easier to keep intimate relations that way…
It’s much better to show my life though a looking window…
I can’t express enough how my life cannot be captured into a profile and how others are satisfy to communicate this way.
The senses crave for so much more. It kills me. When have we lost the touch of presence?
You can’t truly know who I am by a photo or a status update or even my writings at times. The purpose for letting go, letting out thoughts into the universe is how I use it. It’s written down so anyone sense it and feel in common with it. I believe it’s far more intimate than a profile. There is warmth to any WordPress, a diary or just a personal letter than a profile will ever have.
The feelings of cold when it becomes just a status, photo with a caption, a profile or a place that people just look. From friends to just people that alone says a lot. – Writer J