Thursday, April 21, 2011

Past, Present, Future.

Funny thing how life goes by.
The present and the past, mixed together, lika a tornado. The past always affects the actions of the present.
The futures just sits back and laughs at the stupidity and tragic irony of the present.
Who knew..

Stuck in the past, crawling into the present, running breathlessly to catch up with the future.
Enjoying some moments at their most, but still, letting others go just like that.
So many chances left unexploited. So many words unspoken.
Emotions well hidden (?) behind eyes.

What if you exploited those chances? What if you said those words aloud?
What if you expressed those feelings back then, when you had the chance?
Would things be different?
I guess they would.
Now what?!

Some years ago, I bet Klotho, Lakhesis and Atropos [the goddesses of fate (khem khem)], were laughing soooo hard. Tears of laughter must have been rolling down their cheeks (?) If they knew the next chapter of my life.

Ah, the future, the future, the future.. So close, and yet so far. Always lingering a few inches beyond our reach. So mysterious.. Sometimes we fear the unknown path in front of our feet. On the other hand, sometimes we want to run towards it so badly, to let go of the past, to start over new. However, sometimes we are just not willing to let go of the past. We are so obsessed, we are glued to our memories, not willing to let anything slip away. But memories are just..memories. Nothing will change them. They won't lead us anywhere. They will obsess you more, until you wont be able to move on, and someone will snap you back to reality.

Really, how difficult to let go..
A brand new door has opened for you, another chance to get it right, to try again.. Still, you are not sure if you want to take advantage of it. "HOPE DIES LAST". That's what destroyed us! As long as there is still hope, we won't leave the past to the past. We won't open our eyes to see what's really happening. We will stay in our dreamworld of hope, of expectations, a world where we can still wish upon a shooting star which will make our wish come true.
(Που το πάω; Ούτε γω ξέρω.)
Hope will just hold us back, deleting the option of something new.

"Ever tried, ever failed, it doesn't matter. Try again. Fail again."

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us".

And I'm still hoping.. (?)

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