Friday, January 6, 2012

The Nature Of Science


I have theories about what it takes to talk to you again.

I have theories about what normal is supposed to feel like. 

I have theories about how many times a heart can be heard. 

Just theories. 

31 comments:

calm interlude said...

yeah. until now, they're all just theories. :(

Cham said...

what are the theories?

hachie said...

I have theories what it will feel like to talk to you again. :)

Brittany said...

I have theories, you'll find a way to miss me too.

FeverDream said...

i have dreams of hearing your voice on the other line.
i have dreams of how things should have been.
i have dreams of how you'll tell me you were just too afraid to speak up, but you're ready now.
then i wake up.

Anonymous said...

so leave the theories and start living
life and people don't fit any theory and it's not the theme of a discource analysis

Salut!

Anonymous said...

in theory the bee shouldn't fly, but it does!!

Anonymous said...

I love theories, some of them really fit me and help me to go higher higher hiiiiigher

But is just that ... theories

Anonymous said...

That theory I had, about you telling me you love me, I'm getting sick of thinking about it.

Anonymous said...

I have this theory:

You can't force someone to love you, they love you or they don't.

Anonymous said...

"Anonymous said...
I have this theory:

You can't force someone to love you, they love you or they don't."

--I don't know why, but this really hit home for me..thank you for making that comment. and as always, thank you Lian for always wearing your heart on your sleeve and posting regularly. sometimes, it's what gets me through the day <3

The Dreamer said...

Firstly, I'm counting down days off my calender until my book hits Australian shores.

Secondly, I have theories about how all the "you"'s might feel towards me. I've finally found one willing to carry out the experiment.

nameless said...

Theories are there to be
tested and tried.

you and me,
are we worth it?

yes, in a heartbeat.

Anonymous said...

It is not that funny when I'm the one with the script to this film.

:/ Sorry

Anonymous said...

It is not that funny when I'm the one with the script to this film.

:/ Sorry

Anonymous said...

I have this theory about that a lot of people come to this comments side like if they go to a dark room where no one know each other, as long as they can feel and dream something more, a little bit perv yeah ...

Just a theory

Anonymous said...

"Anonymous said...

I have this theory about that a lot of people come to this comments side like if they go to a dark room where no one know each other, as long as they can feel and dream something more, a little bit perv yeah ..."

Your theory is wrong.
You have two choices, either redirect your eyes elsewhere, as you are the only one who feels that way, or try harder to understand what's it all about. And why bloggers keep coming back to this one blog in particular.
A very long time ago one ancient philosopher said ‘It's best one leaves if one doesn't like the society, otherwise one runs the risk of being changed by the same society’.

Anonymous said...

I didn't mean that is the "reason" why people comment, it was just a theory ....

Berry said...

I have a theory that one day, it will all make sense.

I have a theory that one day, I will not miss nor want you as much as I do today.

I have a theory that one day,in some life, we will get it right and meet at the right time and place.

It is these theories that get me through the day, and one day, these theories will be proved.
Till then, I'll hold onto theories

kayla said...

Who won the signed book?!

She said...

Amen Berry!

Berry said...

@She: Thanks, always remember, someone, somewhere, is holding onto the same theories you are. We are all in this together, and our thoughts are what link and connect us to each other.

thebackgroundstory.com said...

I have a theory on how your theories can be tested.

Sheri-Paola Lirio said...

Berry, you just made my day! =)

Human. Being. said...

The hardest theory to prove... but trying.

Fear: False Evidence Appearing Real. 

Every new day we should remind ourselves, 'Welcome to the human race.' You must do the thing you are most afraid of... when you do, you will find out it no longer has any power over you! Life is far too short.

Keep it real. Not always easy but always worth it. Living in love and gratitude, moment by moment. Letting be <3

Moonstone said...

They can't be just theories, they mean much more to the world than simple theories. Please know they seem to be words of your soul, an words as pure as that can not just be theories

Anonymous said...

You finally came to me in a dream last night. Stand-offish but present. You were trying, I was grateful. My dreams are imperfect. I am incredibly imperfect, so are you. We can't always make room for others. It hurts deeply but I don't expect you to make room for me in this lifetime. Wish for your sake you approached love the way you do art and music; fearless, spirited, forgiving. You make me so sad. I'm going away now.

Kush said...

nice poetry..

E**** said...

"hachie" is that you (Nana)???....Your so mean...Anarchy!!!! 42 ....

Anonymous said...

I have the truth.

T said...

Previous comment: "You finally came to me in a dream last night. Stand-offish but present. You were trying, I was grateful. My dreams are imperfect. I am incredibly imperfect, so are you. We can't always make room for others. It hurts deeply but I don't expect you to make room for me in this lifetime. Wish for your sake you approached love the way you do art and music; fearless, spirited, forgiving. You make me so sad. I'm going away now."

This really hurt my heart when I read it. I don't know who you are, or your gender, or anything really. But I hope with every human string invested in me you have found peace, or it's coming your way when you're ready. I send you peace. My hope is, that the closure is a warm blanket of meaning and remembrance of the incandescent moments, and the rest is drowsily laid to rest, like a laundry list that gets lost in the wind behind you.