my heart's mouthpiece

Isn't it amazing that some people have captured perfectly what you want to say?
Namaste, Pablo Neruda.

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If You Forget Me
Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

solitude. again.

you cover your ears
because silence is golden
the buzzing reality's unbearable
so enter your world
of sweet quiescence
and let the soul do the talking

adde parvum parvo magnus acervus erit

the future is fluid.

those are, more or less, the words of my modern-day hero, Bono, and i am realizing the truth in those words every single day. the only things we are able to control: our moment to moment actions, shape the future that we will live in.

now if we follow the logic of the butterfly effect, where a flap of a butterfly's wings sets of a tornado somewhere else, we are not only changing our own future, but in doing the smallest of things, we are in fact, effecting an entirely different future for everyone.

talk about power!

therefore, today's life lesson for this crash-test dummy is really simple.
be impeccable.

jump in

Yesterday, I was lucky enough to see the ocean again and just as always, I was lost for words to describe how it felt seeing its beauty. Yet, the sight and the sound of the sea is nothing compared to the feeling of being part of the water. It embraces you and soon you find your breathing rhymes with the waves.

Knowing that the ocean is older and wiser, I let the questions flow out of my mind, and the answers gushed forth.

Is life worth all the struggle?
Struggle is a choice. One struggles because s/he decides to against the elements. The sea follows the breathing of the wind and the pull of gravity, but these forces doesn't stop the ocean from fulfilling its purpose.

Is where I am, where I'm really meant to be?
Think of yourself as a drop of water in the vast ocean. At any given time, however small you are(or what you do) ultimately, you are still the ocean. You are part of the whole and you are the whole at the same time.

Still, the ocean with one less drop of water is still the ocean. Does this mean you are useless? On the contrary, no drop of water is wasted - it can only become another form - maybe part of the waves that crash, but get to kiss the shore, or evaporate and be the dew that touches the grass in the morning or become rain that brings life to a desolate land.

What am I to do?
The ocean is not only meant to be seen, or heard. In order to understand the ocean, one must jump in.
So it is with life.