A fundamental emptiness
Thursday, June 28th, 2007In truth, i wanted to post so much on how i feel so hurt inside.
but no words came out. sentences of despair never typed.
and that is emptiness. And somewhere, my heart screams.
In truth, i wanted to post so much on how i feel so hurt inside.
but no words came out. sentences of despair never typed.
and that is emptiness. And somewhere, my heart screams.
Just recently, I read the book "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho, and I just had to praise the work so much, and much to my expression, I uttered cursing words of regret for not reading it earlier.
I felt I’m too old for dreams. I’m 19 and my high school and the two years of my college life aren’t exactly what I hoped it would be. I found miserable people who lacked discipline and control in their lives. Encountered guides that are foolish, stupid and incompetent. Explored landmarks and places that brood nothing but drowned sadness and exhaled grudges. But in all that, I found worthy friends, valuable lessons, and most prized of all, huge bounds in my intellect and virtues.
Reading the book, I felt my insides churn painfully, and I felt so much regret wash over me. Letting my past rule over me, not letting myself open. Damnit, I’ve cried reading the damn book (and I had to suppress even if I was alone that night), and I realized how much I wanted to be that boy, the shepherd, who explored the world, met the different people, found the woman he loved, and a grand treasure. And i tell you, the book was no fairytale at all.
I believe I could reach that boy, somehow; I have always believed that I was destined for greater things, and that fate is just around me, with that little smirk on her face. I could never have a gypsy to tell my fortune, nor a king to guide me. Not a crystal merchant to give me the ideal salary, nor the alchemist that guide me in the way.
But I believe so much that I could meet someone like them in my lifetime. They’re just out there, waiting for me. And hell, I’ll throw in my wallet for luck.
After all, reading this book seemed to promise a good omen.
And I’m quite sure as I closed this book, my world just got a little bit brighter…
Looking back into my past, I realized that my pursuit for knowledge and wisdom has extended itself to horizons I’ve never imagined I’d go to. And that fact alone made me smile in satisfaction.
I did brag that if I put all my effort from gathering intellect and mental training into my physical body, I could win the Mr. Universe, Mr. Olympia, multitasking every known man-sport (and win them all), and still have time to ponder on how rare a planet like Earth is.
Yep, that’s how much effort I invested in my mind, and I have no time to humble myself over such an achievement. A person may not do well in many things, but he is VERY GOOD at the ONE thing he is WILLING to LEARN. I am a testament to such, and would be a corpse to undo it.
Knowledge and Wisdom…I would say I have always possessed a degree of amazement and fanaticism over them. To learn new things, to hunger and thirst for facts, opinions, data…that is my passion, my burning light. The world thrives in a universe of knowing what to do and how to act upon such; the world was raised into the darkness, because man willed it so. His desire for progress, for liberty, for equality…all resulted from what he knows and what actions he executed from knowing such. The other side, however, is the desire for money, power, respect…can plunge this world into an inescapable darkness.
Man is god; it just humbled himself on making a "god" according to his image; of course, have you heard any successful god that teared away from human virtues and goals? Ever heard of god inventing new values or create a world of desires that goes against human virtues? Surely that "god" would be called a devil by then. That is why things and knowledge and wisdom are so important; they are man’s tools for a seemingly omniscient and all-powerful power. Destroy these qualities, and humans are nothing but a waste of DNA, carbon, protein, and other complex biochemical components.
And by pursuing these two virtues fulfilled my godly duty, and every person does so in their own different ways. We are a realm of gods capable of bending our lives and fate by our actions. Only the insane, the coward and the fool would not try to use their godly powers.
So, have you tapped in you own god power?
I hope so, because you might see a brighter future ahead.
Oh, and did I not mention another force that is just as powerful as Knowledge and Wisdom.
Do you already know it?
Come on, the very fact that you read this blog all the way to the end is the result of that force.
You still don’t know? Or did you choose not to?
It’s your CHOICE.
All this time, I’ve never shown my real self. Maybe because its so disgusting that I don’t want to show it. So pathetic someone would laugh. So stupid and unreasonable that someone would say "Bakit mo pa pinoproblema yan?" ("Why do you have to make it a problem?).
*sigh* That’s why I kept it all inside.
For someone to say to me all I thought of would be wrong. I want to cry so hard that I would screw my eyes out. Want to rant and rave about stupid friends and failed romances. Want to hug someone so tight and tell them not to let go for the next ten minutes. Want to be with someone who can hold my hand and say its going to be alright. Someone saying that I indulge to be possessive once in a while without pretentions. For someone to sincerely assure me that I’m not alone. For me to cook for someone and make them smile. To hold someone’s hands and tell them how I enjoy being with them. To receive a pat from a bestfriend. To argue to someone who can handle their words beautifully, poetically, saracastically, and amusingly. For someone who can say that all I thought of may be wrong, but say I’m only human…
There are so much I want to experience, yet I cannot. Something’s holding me back. Fear. Insecurity.
For someone who faced his first love’s death, to see another girl being raped before my very eyes…I’m such a coward.
I want to be brave. But I don’t know know where to start…
Oh, if there can be a hand extended…perhaps…
Never mind. I think I’m worthless anyway.
…Or can someone have that heart that can prove me utterly wrong?