Thursday, February 21, 2008

misty veils are blue drawn silky shades

i heard one say: you don't have to be always right – you don't have to go in alone
(it's all true that because) sometimes you can't do it on your own

I love the variety, but always ending up back the lucky row of contributing an inspiring options, is incredibly down-to-earth and (non)wanted. It’s like fascinating private exploration of the inner states how far we go, while still be one heck of a girl, claiming for a little fun. My aim is to promote understanding and tolerance between, on the ground level. However, I’m determined that something positive should come out of the primitive evil. I also feel fear, isolation and shame; in many areas of my life I’m carefree and confident. Life has always had to do battle with the elements – so it makes sense to choose both winning or losing, and facing the rain when it’s raining – or shine to the helping hands, being given. The city is no longer a glided cage or a prison, it’s where you can unleash your femininity & right all the wrongs of the day – although the very technological, masculine environments, so there’s a huge shift away from any kind of minimalist masculine decorating – because that’s too much like work obsession – with being judged by our peers; gravity-defying measure. Must completely go out the window. No more sense and simplicity ~ most of us associate each other as seductive personalities, procreative and enthusiastic. But being lonely & single can be somehow scary, exciting & ultimately, liberating experience; can be really nervous in case no one is interesting due to logic, steeped in prejudice; can be terrifying moment every inch of the way. The hardest time is Sunday, when I think of people having cosy, smooth and silky days in. Having dug myself into a hole, I’m yet not sure if I’ll know how to get apart and out of it; well, I can imagine myself wanting to settle down and have some confidence but, in the meantime, I’m just experiencing both sides of the life. Even if it take another turnover to be next to the right person, I’m happy to wait. No matter what is said or done in the meantime.

Back to reality. It’s raining (again) and it’s foggy (again), but the weather doesn’t matter – as this is emotional time, having similar feelings recently with similar thoughts in mind, and it seems appropriate to put those feelings into words, whether recent events has changed the outlook on life and whether any change have made a result. Got to be a great believer in the power of a gaze held for a second too long – it’s a shortcut to intimacy; about breaking down barriers, even if just for a few moments. It can be a look, a light caress or even laughing at the same joke on the phone. It is very touchy, full of innuendo and you love it. In general, though, it’s harmless way of letting off steam without actually being unfaitful or even wanting to be. But there’s a fine line between a light touch and making someone feel invaded or threatened by the presence. Basically, you learn where that line is through experience and you don’t cross it, give as good as you get – when it’s just a bit of fun and, who knows, it could lead to something special. I’m never short of things to say. While I adore a good natter, I like to think that I’m a pretty listener, too. Being interested in other people comes naturally to me. It’s partly because of my job, partly because of my behaviour but mostly because of my personality. That’s why some confidence comes in handy. It gives people the perfect excuse to break the ice. I suppose there’s no substitute for spending tiime with the people who are close you. Who will you inspire today? Give yourself a goal. You need to decide how you’re going to do it; plan how to achieve it. Successful people manage their lives, it helps you stay on track. This means making lists of possible things you want to achieve over different time frames. The mindset is to believe in yourself, despite the odds; the mantra – if you know it’s impossible, do it. Just enhance your self-belief; become a risk-taker.

Stella (of the wreckoning)

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