Departure
[ Home ]Departure is an adorable word. Without it, there would not be reunion.
Without end, there would not be start. A start for only the better.
Deep
inside one, a boundary is retained. Retained for cleaning up; for
acceptance of void; for recognition of illusion; for practice of
patience and restraint; for believing in oneself becoming gradually
better, firmer, and more beautiful; for resistance to pain, to
confusion, to disappointment; for waiting; for repair of naivety; for
faith; for being prepared for another invitation of life; for starting
over; for watching the fragments falling apart, and passing by.
Everything
has its own attribute and category, everyone has his own preference and
position. It is meaningless and useless to force some kind of
understanding between different concepts. It is enough though not to be
convinced by any authority, nor trying to become the authority. What is
pleasant is to find truths off the beaten track. When one can calmly
face most performances, plays, roles, without surprise, anger,
confusion, argument, he may then have had a glance of the truth.
Calm,
philosophical, open, relieved. These are the attitude of living, not
the power of art. The power of art that truly shocks with its beauty, is
often rooted in pain, instead of happiness.
Always seek the
round, clear moon hung in the violet sky at twilight hours, shining over
the winter nights of a desert horizon. Always intentionally walk
longer, and slower, for her companion. The air is freezing, the wind is
cold, the world is sparsely populated. Those few and rare moments, is a
silent metaphor full of the most profound meanings, not only by finding
out the other but also by finding out oneself because of the other.
That, is what Should always be cherished.
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