Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Rebounding to Re-bonding

I written on mistakes on quite a few occasions and yes you must have realized that I am a pessimist. But in life at times you make decisions that cost you more than you bargained for. Mistakes have this way of embedding themselves in your conscious where nothing seems the same after. Everybody makes mistakes in relationships, but the worst kind is mistakes in friendships. You may think that certain friendships should last a lifetime but they end prematurely with pain and solitude to contend with.

Back to the title, I’ve seen and been in relationships which usually occur after a breakup. Well what can I say, it’s like intercourse, fun initially but if not careful… Ask the woman. I’ve learnt to distance myself from things and being just an onlooker it’s really fun at times. You see other people playing the same game you invented and played quite successfully and then you see the same people falling for it. To add to that you see your so called friends to pretending to care, when the boat their sailing in isn’t the most stable one. I maybe wrong in assuming all this but then again even a stopped clock is right twice a day. It’s always assumed that others mistakes should be a learning opportunities for us but some mistakes by others get you off the hook, I like that kind. If one seeks advice, give them direction, not correction and that’s what I did, destiny is what you make of it. The sad part is when smart people make stupid decisions, senses deceive us from time to time, and in time you should learn not to trust them.

Falling in love to fill in a void, may not last a long time. If its purpose is to fulfill the desire of power over someone then it’s wretched from its inception. The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything. And we go through trying to prove love, but that which needs to be proved cannot be worth much, don’t you think? my point, well is simply to tell you sure, love screws everything up. Most stalkers think they’re in love. Mothers who kill their kids talk about how much they love them. Men who beat up their wives, it’s only because they’re so in love. People slowly suffocate each other with love all the time. Love is a weapon we use to hurt the ones we love. I’ll end with this advice Pray for what you want, but work for the things you need.

A true lover is proved such by his pain of heart;
No sickness is there like sickness of heart.
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