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What can I ask for?
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
This is aishani btw! :)Our days are always so full of questions.
Children can't stop asking questions. my mum tells me I ask too many, and that I should stop.
Is that really true?
when we close our eyes, everyone sees different things. The absence of light is not a barrier to our mind. Our minds have no limits. No one lacks imagination and sometimes, people need to understand that.
I look out of the window, and I see the large blue sky. I try to picture it like I'm at the top of the world. like, the sky is actually rounded, such that my view is that of a fraction of earth's surface. But that's just me. The big picture. some people see darkness. Darkness they want to see. They protest and say that they're afraid of it. But it is the fear itself which draws it nearer to you. And I guess that's the fact that people fear most. That is, if they get to understand it first.
So is it wrong? To open our eyes thinking that imagination is not reality? Is it wrong to say that the world cannot be what we want it to? Must life always be so practical, to the extent that it becomes one-dimensional?
I guess that's what limits humans who think that they can't let their imagination run off. But we need to know that no matter where it goes, it always always comes back to reality. That's why exploring and discovering our imagination is so great. Because you can't get lost in it, no matter how much people think you can.
But some don't let their minds return. They're afraid. Afraid of what's going to happen tomorrow. Afraid that world won't see them for who they really are. Afraid of getting lost in the past, and not making it to the future. A forgotten memory, a page torn out of the book.
But if you open your eyes, and just breathe, you'll realise this.
That if at the end of the day, we can get through it all, then I guess that's all we can ask for, because you know there will be those who leave you smiling no matter what.
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