I do not make much sense at times especially when life is slow and nothing seems to get done. Time... "tic tock... tic tock" seems to be chasing after me (or is it the other way round). Whenever I get the chance, and when my dear brain is not drain, I pen...
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Circle of life
If you seek, how is that different from pursuing sound and form? If you don't seek, how are you different from earth, wood or stone? You must seek without seeking. —Fo-Yan
How true are the words above. We are always seeking for peace, for answers to things that caused us distress, seeking way out from the closed darkness and to seek to be loved. When do we stop seeking? In dreams, we seeked for something nice but when do we find it?
In death, perhaps one will stop seeking but in turn, another seeker is born.
It is a never ending circle.
Even today, I find myself walking the same path that I paused at not long ago. It is crazy and disturbing. Unfinished work came back to haunt me. I am left with no choice. Not now, until I walk this thorny path up the hills to a green pasture.
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