Friday, February 06, 2009

Some things in life are like a mother's love - they don't have to be voiced out. They stay rooted in your consciousness, ready to comfort or remind you when the need comes. Even our mistakes undoubtedly affect us in some way or another. They say "Each failure is the stepping stone to success", but do these wrong-doings actually shape our lives?

As stated in the foreword of the Brave New World text, "If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time. On no account brood over your wrongdoing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean." How true is that? Some things are better just left forgotten. Its like in a game of soccer. If you make a mistake, you don't turn around and start apologizing to your teammates. Just learn from it and don't commit it again, and all's good. As long as you brood over it, the mistake will still remain around. Even if it doesn't manifest itself, its still around because its in your heart. I'd say many things in life are taken more seriously than they should be.

I've been listening to the "You Found Me" by the Fray, and it goes like this:

I found God
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west
Was all but won
All along
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?"
He said, "Ask anything".

Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
It never rang
And all I needed was a call
It never came
To the corner of First and Amistad

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing her
The only one who's ever known
Who I am
Who I'm not, who I wanna be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me

Early morning
The city breaks
I've been callin'
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
Ya never send me no letters
You got some kinda nerve
Taking all my world

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Why'd you have to wait?
To find me, to find me

It's a great song, but it tells us that everyone reaches a low in their life. It's how we pick ourselves up, be it turning to family, friends, religion or whatever.

I'm sorry if this post is incoherent. I'm having difficulty voicing my opinions nowadays, especially in Lit tutorials. its either Lit is getting more complex or I'm becoming more simple. :(