Wandering with the Wind...

Thursday, January 1, 2009

HAPPY NEW YEAR~! An awsome 2009 ahead - I hope. There're so many things I would love to touch up on but it depends whether I can make through them all. It's been so long after all, time flies so fast, and 2008 is over; it's something like a dream I've just woken up from and realized all that's in reality around me, something not particularly pleasant, but not really hollow either.

I loved 2008.

It was a year of awakening and awareness, even if there was emptiness; a year of newfound friendships, even if there was solitude; a year of joy and sharing, even if there was pain; 2008, a year of cherished hopes and fresh experiences and rarest laughter all rolled into a bundle of life's most generous gift - a gift that would never be taken away and would come again in 2009 with a new mainpoint and a new meaning.

That was how life played. That was how life cared. That was how life loved, even if there were times whereby it could be hard enough to throw you into the dirtiest ditch and leave you fumbling in the dark - but just like a loving father, it had left on a light in the darkest of areas. A light. A hope.

There was always the element of hope.

And just as it is, the most precious of things are always found in the most unexpected areas. Courage, inspiration, friendship, wisdom...so many things, so many ways, so many branches from the same stem. A common goal which all seeked, but seekers with arrogance found none; seekers with the least they could think of themselves found all they deserved.

It was the ability to remain empty at your level of attainment - to remain empty and be refilled, and never to reach the brim till one point in life when all your destined goals are reached, and it would be time to dole the rations of your water to souls who needed them. By the time you would lie on the bier wrapped in cerecloth of the purest white, or of a colour of deepest black, you would be empty - but not spiritually empty. Your heart is full, your mind is weathered, and your spirit is high in the realm of forever. There would be nothing to take along as you move on.

We would go back pure and untainted, with only the essence of our spirits, just as we had come into this world empty-handed and unknowing. But we would've known; we would've known all we could by then.

It was a cycle of life. A set of subconscious paths encrypted into every one of our minds, even if every individual had his or her own way to walk it. Some could fly, some glide, some run; and some walk, some limp, some crawl along. We were all born different; never with the same stamina, the same length of legs, the same strength in our muscles. We have varied start-offs. And we have to accept it, for even if we needed equipments on our way, if we needed walking sticks or defined paths or guides, someone right beside to hold you, remember...

Life is a game of hide-and-seek, it always was, in both a kind and cruel way. It could hide what you desire and never grant you its revelations; or it could hide a hope in the most uncertain of nights and leave you hints to find it.

These hopes are everywhere, they're all around you.

Friends, society, a whole world of strangers in name but brothers at heart - we are one, even if years of war may rip us apart and intervals of momentary peace bring us back again, even if sorrows abound in the lengths of shadows light has reached not, even if there may be many a misunderstanding in our flawed communications...we're still there for each other. There is still human warmth in the darkest of times. There is still love.

Live well, my friends, and bathe in the light of your dignity and joy and challenge your agonies as they challenge you - for there's always somebody out beyond listening, even if you may be too blinded with pain to know. That person could be just outside your wall, beyond your door, a few kilometres from you, over the seas, or even halfway round the world; but that person is there, and rest well in that belief. Rest well in knowing that you can still do it - and it is in you.

Personally I have troubles of my own, but 2008 was eventful and I have found many who existed around me and are dear to me - who helped me in times of need, even if they themselves didn't know it. As for naming those friends, I've decided to maintain this element of pleasant mystery, and let such a veiled gratitude remain misted in parts where knowledge may only spoil the whole thing. But such is a message I have for my friends - undoubtedly a long one too, I apologize for that. Hear me well! XD

Okay, I really gtg sleep now. Best wishes for 2009 once again! Sleep well, and wake up to a bright day!

Take care~

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~~~*The Winds struck at 1.12am*~~~

Aurinya blogged at 12:32 AM

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