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He taught me to feel

Well-written and very inspiring 🙂

The Fickle Heartbeat

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I feel a lot. I never really understood until now, I feel EVERYTHING. I never really paid much attention to it until now, until him. You know him, the him that walks into your life like he owns the place and when your defensive, unemotional, I control everything self tries to puff up, his smile or touch breaks it completely down. I thought I was a steel shield, nothing could ever truly penetrate my heart, but he did, he came without warning and made me rethink everything I ever thought about friendship, connection, chemistry and love. Its safe to say he shook up my world in a way I can barely describe.

I should run away from this, its so unfamiliar, there are so many reasons I shouldn’t even entertain, but I do, I do because I’m learning here, I’m growing here, I’m truly loving without condition…

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Best advice ever

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Take It From Me.”

I’m just going with some quotes for this one.

“If there’s one thing I learned, it’s that nobody is here forever. You have to live for the moment, each and every day . . . the here, the now.”
― Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry

“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.”― Mother Teresa

“Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don’t rent them out to tomorrow. Do you know what you’re doing when you spend a moment wondering how things are going to turn out with Perry?

You’re cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you’re stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It’s now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you’ll never know.”
― Jerry Spinelli, Love, Stargirl

Posted in Poetry

My kind of perfection

In response to Poetry 101 Rehab challenge on the topic of FOUND.

“Wanna tell you a secret?
I found perfection and I lost it.”

I found perfection and I lost it,
In a blink of an eye…
When I was in a blind search for the truth,
I saw myself unworthy,
I saw myself imperfect.
Something I thought people can be?
Perfect.
I found perfection in an ancient beauty queen,
Who, sadly, doesn’t have a throne
And neither is she perfect.
I found perfection in an illusion,
An illusion I fell in love with,
An illusion that broke my empty heart.
I found perfection in some eyes as sweet as drugs,
Which made me shiver under my skin,
Some eyes that left me dead inside.
And even outside.
I found perfection in a destination
When all this time
It was only a way of travelling.
I lost perfection,
Only to find it again,
This time, in imperfection.

Posted in Writings

My blog title (explained)

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All About Me.”

Have you ever read a good book? Like a really good book? Well, I did… and an amazing, unique blog title came out.

By now you might have wondered: “What does My happiness is an allegory means”?

My story is that I was in a place of despair, anger, darkness and complete emptiness when I first started writing. So, the title couldn’t come out any different from a book filled with all of these emotions. A book called “Norwegian Wood”. It doesn’t have a happy ending, but it is well-written. When I first decided to make a blog I didn’t know how to name it. I needed something new that will catch the attention, something that will make the reader wonder: “where does this come from?”.

I tried a lot of names, but none of them seemed to match my personality. Suddenly, I remembered a quote from “Norwegian Wood”:

“Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.”- Lev Tolstoy

Then, I thought about my life and that fact that allegory is “a figure of speech in which abstract ideas and principles are described in terms of characters, figures and events” (thanks http://literarydevices.net/). Mainly, an allegory makes something abstract as happiness likely to be described in concrete terms.

My life story was the inspiration for the title, the saying and the fact that I always loved to describe abstract terms in a concrete way. Through stories, characters. events.

For me, unhappiness was already a story. The second part of the quote was simple. It was the first part that caught my attention. My thinking was something like this in that moment: “If my unhappiness is a story, what is my happiness?” Quickly, I found the answer: “An allegory”.

I got back and typed my blog name: “My happiness is an allegory”.

Since then, this has become my blog title. I don’t know if I will ever change it..but I think it describes me well-enough.

Looking back now, I see that in every story I write there is allegory.Sometimes, I do it unconsciously. Sometimes, I don’t.

For me, a story is just a mask. A surface. What I try to convey is important. Even with this title, there was something behind it.

I’m thinking now that reading a story is like receiving a gift. When you read the words and interpret them in your own way (I love the thing that reading is subjective) you look at the packing, but you don’t really open the gift. I’m not saying that this is bad. That’s how it is.

It’s good in a way. With many stories you can hurt people who you care about…and you simply don’t want that. With others, you wish that the people around you will understand what was actually in your mind when you wrote it.

I love my blog title. I always will. It describes me perfectly. I am the writer who has at least an allegory in each story. Lucky or heartbroken are the ones who see what’s inside the gift.

Lots of love,

My happiness is an allegory