And yet, you still find one thing to obsess over. One form not filled in. One call not returned.
Obviously, this means your entire life has been a failure.
I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
18 comments:
love your writing...just added you to my blogroll. hope you are doing ok.
I don't suppose I need to remind you that this is beautiful. I will anyway: It is.
Is there a blog or gallery where I can see more of your friend's photography?
It's a Learning process~ It WILL soon unfold.
Oh how I wish this wasn't SO true. The negative, for some reason always makes the good irrelevant. If only we could cut ourselves some slack.
xo
can someone please give me their interpretation of this
this is the first time in a really long while that i came to your site, and you knew just what to say.
you wrote it for me, again.
thank you.
~It's not about being perfect..
It's about being alive~
It's about loving life and being a
loving being, in life~
The World, life, are not perfect & can never be..
Life, like the Universe is organic, and we, tiny particles of myriad imperfections, move and flow with life and the Universe, striving for what we think is perfect, yet realizing ultimately that imperfections are more beautiful...
Perfection comes in disguise, and never what we expect..what a beautiful surprise when we find it in the 'imperfect'~
N.Ali 4/09/2010
~It's not about being perfect..
It's about being alive~
It's about loving life and being a
loving being, in life~
The World, life, are not perfect & can never be..
Life, like the Universe is organic, and we, tiny particles of myriad imperfections, move and flow with life and the Universe, striving for what we think is perfect, yet realizing ultimately that imperfections are more beautiful...
Perfection comes in disguise, and never what we expect..what a beautiful surprise when we find it in the 'imperfect'~
N.Ali 4/09/2010
And if you finally fail at failing you wonder maybe everything was really perfect all along.
yo soy la numero 3000!!! yei!!
so... promise nothing, even implicitly, and you will fail at nothing.
I do this all the time. It's like I can't be satisfied unless I feel like I'm trying to fix something.
i really do like 'the perfection of nothing'.
time wasted? i wrote a poem about this.
I try to cut myself some slack, but I never really do.
You are absolutely right.
I hate how true this is.
I needed this.
As always, thank you.
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