Here's another thought jumper's session :)
based on how happiness is filling her over the rim....!!
Not that the cup doesn't have its really low moments....
but in order to be filled, we need the emptiness to be there too.
Filled... and drained.... I guess the balance finds itself somewhere
in between to compensate.
~
If this tipping cup filled with joy and happiness can be shared,
I'd like you to drop by to have a cup with me...
We'll talk... We'll find what reminds you of the good moments again..
I'll ask you deeply to find the pleasant bell that'll ring deep within your mind again.. :)
The jolly ring will resonate..... for long, for long..
Even if all this joy can't be contained enough between my spreading smile/laughing mouth,
I hope it goes on....
Even if the way I get stuck between my smile/laugh will make me look like a fool,
I rather have that continuing effect retain us in the joyous thoughts..
Oh... like music that jolts my nerves to dance, to move, to follow..
these rambling words are the attempting ways to find an expression~
to retain and record the moments... thoughts... that may be precious
to be reread, to serve as an inspiration/encouragement.
~
You know,
even if I mentioned how I wish I don't have to sleep to have more time
to explore things I wanted to explore,
to talk to the people I want to talk to, (like you, who came to visit me with your Exponent article)
the limit on how much we have is what makes things precious..
So thank you, :) your little gestures and visits unexpectedly
make some of the most inspiring and enjoyable times I can have :)
I hope you enjoyed... so much,
like me,
our conversation about our passions.. that only revealed itself
to us - even we were discussing about the uncertainties and frustrations
that it brings.
~
Your curiosities in what triggers my brightened eyes,
my curiosities in your interests,
Art - meaning - auctions - preciousness - uniqueness;
Communications - the ways of understanding, the art of reporting,
the art of using strategic/precise language to convey..
the fascinations of how the body works - the meds - lol, even the gruesome blood..
Capture -
I try to seize them - as I put them down in reflection..
these moments - are precious because it reminded me so much..
As I get lost in my attempt to express myself,
the anxiousness of trying to convey - the importance of the arts,
their meaning - their intentions intended by the aritsts...
all of those seized my heart as I tried to retell to share what I learned.
Isn't that then, the evidence of why exactly I'm doing,
(and still putting up) with the frustrations of what I do?
I guess it's easy to be torn - but one must embrace the two sides...
to fully appreciate the whole picture.
Back to the overflowing happiness vs. the grand canyon-low points,
happiness wouldn't be so precious if it weren't for the times I'm lost.
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You wouldn't be proven so precious
(even more precious than you already are yourself, you,),
on my heart, if I didn't pass you by.
I guess later on the patience, the learning,
everything in the process that gets us to where we'll be
will simply add more value with time.
Que sera sera.
We have time;
I'm fulfilled by each of our days sharing with each other,
knowing and appreciating each other,
learning from each other better.
~
Music... works just like a painting to me;
a free and emotional painting,
with every song's evoked emotion, it paints like a paintbrush,
on my heart - the splendid spectrum of colors (emotions),
the blend of patrioticism, in "Homeland"
the profoundness, in "Falling Slowly"
the determinism, calmness, and willingness in "Time After Time"
the lightness, thankfulness, the amorous feelings in "Everything"
the regretfulness, the guilt, the reminiscence in "Gotta Have You"
I've painted my heart so much with music that my heart is at times left in Jackson Pollock style;
I lost myself... but after the song I'm painting my heart in I switch...
Maybe I can't express myself artistically, in an artistic output...
not competently in drawing/painting, nor competent enough in music (attempt to sing)..
but at least in the attempts to link two of these arts that I love in
written description I've enjoyed myself, penning down what I can relate to.
After the peak of happiness, time to rest into moments of
tranquil serenity...
Sleep is still essential to embrace another heaven of a day. :)
Good night, wonderful world.. all of the fascinations you've given me
as gifts in my daily life, moments..
thank you. :)
