At some points of life, you always make a difference. That is something that breaks the cycle bit by bit, even though we all repeat ourselves most of the time. While that little sparkle that changes you, is what you would remember for the rest of your life. It could be a good one, but usually some bad ones. We do choose a change in our lives, whether we realize of it or not.
If thing has to happen, has to happen.
Despite any contradictions happening inside your body and sometimes couldn't explain or understand, you have to live with it. This feels real and alive. Every little dirt and dust is making this whole universe up, and filling your life with unexpected changes. These changes are ascents of your life, what delighted me to see and feel.
I'd always want to sense this world with this world. The feel of traveling with the wind and waving with the ocean. The fact that I am so small in size that even a tiny fire or soil can kill me, even the tiniest dust in the universe can destroy us, even the tiny rise or drops on weather can change so much on my life. The tension you feel when talking with people, the sense you get when being around some people, sometime you would lost yourself because of them. And while looking at their eyes, you see the secret beneath everyone, the soul. This is at least what I believe, although I can't read them, really.
As you started to think a little bit more by every day, and you wrote a little bit less. The things you got inside you couldn't really make it out alive, and they begin to hide under your skin, and then bones, and then your organs, and then something would trigger them out, you feel so strange about yourself because you don't even know.
I am not saying if you dig into your thought then you would know, actually it is all the same. You will only find out that every stage of your life changes your way of thinking.
But really, life is weather.
How much can you do for the other person?
What will happen, has to happen.
----- Movies -----
Finding Forrester
Reminds me of the teacher I once had, that he pasted away when I didn't start my dream yet. Everyone has a slightly meaning to the others, sometimes it's epic, sometimes it's thin as air. Yet we all live with these memories and links between each others and carry on the rest of our lives. The breaking points are sad and bitter, but then we are all the sand in a beach, relaxing and washing away every once in a while. (Though I am not a fan of after-life)
Irreversible
Time destroy everything. Yes it does. Everyone is like a bomb waiting to explode, everything is leading to an edge. If watching this film is irritating, life is much more horrible. We are all spinning inside our own camera and losing focus to things we suppose to see. One thing for sure, every end leads to a new start, and madness leads to peace.
By the way, this is not a Zen article