Of love, attachment and other tragedies following it

Two things had happened this week. One was my birthday (not fishing for anything) and one of my friends broke up with his girlfriend, making him the 4^th person this month that faced same fate. I have written in here once, about the togetherness and how we are never really together. I explained; how the basic physics actually prevents us from really touch each other. When we feel someone´s touch, we actually feel our skin moving away from it and there is always some space left between the surfaces of our skin. This is due to the negative charge of the skin surfaces that push each other away. However, that is not the only thing that separates us. We, in fact, are never really together even when we are in relationship with someone.  This seems as a harsh statement to accept, especially in this society that was built up on the romantic connotation of every relationship. However, it is true. There is no difference between a relation to a person we choose and relation to any other person we´ve left neglected. On the opposite side, in my last blog entry I talked about the energy packets that make whole universe sustainable, so on the other hand, there are no limits between us. We are all pervaded with the same juice making us like swimmers in an endless energy sea that only gets denser with manifestation we call a body or an object, let´s call it matter, to cover all the aspects of tangible universe.

So, to return to “the abandoned”, since I have been having almost the same conversation for the past month, I realized that issues were all the same, feelings nothing different form a case to a case and my advice always included these two sentences. “It is naturally to feel sad, but you should stop dwelling in the thinking and over analyzing” and, “it´ll all pass as everything does; as your relationship did, too.” All is meant to pass away into nothingness, where it came from in the first place.  And also, since it was my birthday, or to be more specific, because of all the good wishes I got from my friends on Facebook that inhibited the same idea that we are never together, but somehow connected through space and time, I decided to talk about this before it becomes lukewarm and the passion about this grows weaker. Although I think, it ever will.

Of unpredictability, tuning in and other reasons for my absence.

Life is unpredictable. That, I know. Life is random. Of that, I am sure. Life is a gift. That, I comprehend. Life is challenging. Of that, I am proof. Life is a journey.  That, I experience. Life is purposeless. That, I love.  Life is not mine to have or share. That, I am learning. But MY life is different. It is mine. And it might be unpredictable, it might be random, a gift and challenging. It might be a journey and purposeless and not mine to have or share. Yet I cannot get rid of the feeling it has a sense of direction, pointing forward to the next appointed moment. And even though that single moment is the sole thing I will ever be a part of, they all merge into seamless woven band creating the sense of passing through a Reason. I know within myself, I am not only convinced of that, we people find purpose in littlest things. This comes from the need to feel secure, but it talks about distrust. I wrote in one of my blog entries about taking the jump, others call it the leap of faith. It is when we fall, that we actually become still. We accelerate, when we feel the effect of gravity. And we do feel it all the time. We are standing on the ground, aren´t we? So when we are falling, we stop moving. We let the Earth move towards us, eventually leading to the smashing end. But I am not talking suicide here. I am using a metaphor from a physical state of fact. To trust and jump into a freefall, figuratively.