something nice that ive stumbled upon....

Heartbreaks & Breakups are the hardest kind of work, so there be any credit for enduring them?
If not, how do you retain a sense of value when you have nothing to show for it?
Because at the end, of yet another failed relationship, when all you have are war wounds and self-doubt, you have to wonder,
what's it all worth?

...Fate, that crazy concept that we are not really responsible for the course of our lives, that fate is all predestined, written in the stars.
Maybe that explains why, if you live in a city where you can't see the stars, your love life tends to feel a little more random.
Given that every person you meet, every kiss, every heartache is pre-ordered from some cosmic catalogue,
Can we still take the wrong step and wander off our own personal Milky Way? Can you make a mistake & miss your FATE?

Can you really forgive something that you cannot forget at all?

Relationships; there are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old & familiar, those that bring up lots of questions,
those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, those that bring you back,
but the exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all, is the one that you have with yourself.......
and if you find someone to love the 'you' you love.....well, that's just fabulous. =)

Life's pretty much like this, if you're open-minded, that's good, if you're judgemental, that's bad.
But are we too quick to judge judgement?
Perhaps judgement is not so much a snap decision as an warning or say, a detection device.
If it is instantly clear that a place, profession or the person you like is not for you, is it better to ignore your better judgement and read between the lines?
or should we judge the book by its cover?

The world is filled with good fathers. How do we recognize them? They're the ones who are missed so terribly that everything falls apart in their absence, they're the ones who loved us long before we've arrive into the world, they're the ones who come looking for us when we can't find our way home.
Yes, the world is filled with good fathers, and the best are the ones who make the women in their life feel like good mothers.

Love - incomparably thee greatest psychotherapeutic agent - is something that professional psychiatry cannot of itself create, focus, nor release.

People end up believing things that appear right before their eyes, never confirming whether they are real or not...
But, what's truly precious is, intimacy.
It might be invisible like the atmosphere, but it is there.

People indeed have two faces.
The ugly one alone is not all that you are.
What is important is to confront the opposite you without averting your eyes.
Because being human, is having both of them within you.