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Went to the movies this week. Good stuff in the cinema.
I want to talk about Lakehouse.
No I don't have a thing for Keanu Reeves though I think he was not bad.
The dog was smelly and knotty - but I liked that.
Sandra Bullock was lovely. Liked that too.
Got to see Chicago. That was nice.
I want to talk about the fact that the movie disturbed me.
It left me sighing, choking at some parts. Even a little angry.
The movie left these thoughts in my mind -
That our past is so intrically woven in the present.
That people come in and out of our lives for reasons so huge so unfathomable. It's never a coincidence. It's never random. It's meant to be.
Yes go ahead and argue that the movie is about people of two different years communicating that it could never happen to us never happen cannot happen and I answer you this. It's merely your past communicating with your future. Like it or not it happens everday. Everytime you say to yourself, if only. Or how i wish i could change that. Or how wish i said yes. or i said no. Remember the what ifs. He asked me to marry him. I was too scared. She said just one more minute. But I couldn't wait. She said you don't understand and I stormed out. He said I want you to stay and I said I needed to see the world. Every one of those times your past came into your future. Your past made your future. So don't tell me it cannot happen.
This is what I think. No matter how much you want things to be different or for people to act and feel differently, I know this... it was all meant to be this way. My decisions and actions and experiences are what made today real. So this also means that there are people in the past that I have let go off. People I didn't care about. People that made my life misarable. But I needed that misery. I needed it to be able to write. For writers are meant to be miserable. To write from pain even if that pain is camouflaged in joy in happiness.
All my nos and all my yesses make me. And you know what - when the time is right - it will all come together. Timing is everything. Time is what makes us. Time makes us human. Only because it is something we can't control. We are slaves to time. But i like to think of it like this - that time is merely making sure we are ready. Ready for those dreams ready for those days in the sun we keep imagining.
Time is on our side. AND so I say... get ready. That moment those moments that day that year that decade - its on its way!
Oh think of sweet reunion.
Between dreamer and dream.
Between writer and words.
Between soul and soul.
Between sweetheart and sweetheart.
It just has to happen. Time is witness to that.
I want to talk about Lakehouse.
No I don't have a thing for Keanu Reeves though I think he was not bad.
The dog was smelly and knotty - but I liked that.
Sandra Bullock was lovely. Liked that too.
Got to see Chicago. That was nice.
I want to talk about the fact that the movie disturbed me.
It left me sighing, choking at some parts. Even a little angry.
The movie left these thoughts in my mind -
That our past is so intrically woven in the present.
That people come in and out of our lives for reasons so huge so unfathomable. It's never a coincidence. It's never random. It's meant to be.
Yes go ahead and argue that the movie is about people of two different years communicating that it could never happen to us never happen cannot happen and I answer you this. It's merely your past communicating with your future. Like it or not it happens everday. Everytime you say to yourself, if only. Or how i wish i could change that. Or how wish i said yes. or i said no. Remember the what ifs. He asked me to marry him. I was too scared. She said just one more minute. But I couldn't wait. She said you don't understand and I stormed out. He said I want you to stay and I said I needed to see the world. Every one of those times your past came into your future. Your past made your future. So don't tell me it cannot happen.
This is what I think. No matter how much you want things to be different or for people to act and feel differently, I know this... it was all meant to be this way. My decisions and actions and experiences are what made today real. So this also means that there are people in the past that I have let go off. People I didn't care about. People that made my life misarable. But I needed that misery. I needed it to be able to write. For writers are meant to be miserable. To write from pain even if that pain is camouflaged in joy in happiness.
All my nos and all my yesses make me. And you know what - when the time is right - it will all come together. Timing is everything. Time is what makes us. Time makes us human. Only because it is something we can't control. We are slaves to time. But i like to think of it like this - that time is merely making sure we are ready. Ready for those dreams ready for those days in the sun we keep imagining.
Time is on our side. AND so I say... get ready. That moment those moments that day that year that decade - its on its way!
Oh think of sweet reunion.
Between dreamer and dream.
Between writer and words.
Between soul and soul.
Between sweetheart and sweetheart.
It just has to happen. Time is witness to that.
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