Words glow only under the light of sincerity and feeling. Otherwise, these are mere dry work tools
Solitude has no meaning in the phsyical sense of the word. You always have the option of surrounding yourself with people. Byron's Prometheus had developed kinship even with ants and chains during his incarceration. Solitude is essentailly a mental phenomenon, and it can strike you even amidst a crowd. The swarms of thoughts and ideas and feelings that jostle against one another in one's head often serve only to heighten the acute sense of solitude, when you are passing through that lonely "feeling" -- as I often do. It tugs and gnaws at one's heart, and no crowd of giggling friends or talkative darlings can reduce that piercing feeling. In fact, the lonelier you feel, the more oppressive you are likely to find enforced company, even of friends who may believe they are trying to help you out of your loneliness. But solitude can also be a bliss -- as it was for Wordsworth, or is for those who want to reflect on sweet memories about their loved ones. (As the songgoes: yaad tu aaye, mann ho jaaye, bheerh ke beech akela ..!) or as daffodils flashed across Wordsworth's "inward eye/ which is a bliss of solitude)
Showing posts with label Winks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winks. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Words glow only under the light of sincerity AND Solitude
Words glow only under the light of sincerity and feeling. Otherwise, these are nothing more than dry work tools
Solitude has no meaning in the phsyical sense of the word. You always have the option of surrounding yourself with people. Byron's Prometheus had developed kinship even with ants and chains during his incarceration. Solitude is essentailly a mental phenomenon, and it can strike you even amidst a crowd. The swarms of thoughts and ideas and feelings that jostle against one another in one's head often serve only to heighten the acute sense of solitude, when you are passing through that lonely "feeling" -- as I often do. It tugs and gnaws at one's heart, and no crowd of giggling friends or talkative darlings can reduce that piercing feeling. In fact, the lonelier you feel, the more oppressive you are likely to find enforced company, even of friends who may believe they are trying to help you out of your loneliness. But solitude can also be a bliss -- as it was for Wordsworth, or is for those who want to reflect on sweet memories about their loved ones. (As the songgoes: yaad tu aaye, mann ho jaaye, bheerh ke beech akela ..!) or as daffodils flashed across Wordsworth's "inward eye/ which is a bliss of solitude)
Solitude has no meaning in the phsyical sense of the word. You always have the option of surrounding yourself with people. Byron's Prometheus had developed kinship even with ants and chains during his incarceration. Solitude is essentailly a mental phenomenon, and it can strike you even amidst a crowd. The swarms of thoughts and ideas and feelings that jostle against one another in one's head often serve only to heighten the acute sense of solitude, when you are passing through that lonely "feeling" -- as I often do. It tugs and gnaws at one's heart, and no crowd of giggling friends or talkative darlings can reduce that piercing feeling. In fact, the lonelier you feel, the more oppressive you are likely to find enforced company, even of friends who may believe they are trying to help you out of your loneliness. But solitude can also be a bliss -- as it was for Wordsworth, or is for those who want to reflect on sweet memories about their loved ones. (As the songgoes: yaad tu aaye, mann ho jaaye, bheerh ke beech akela ..!) or as daffodils flashed across Wordsworth's "inward eye/ which is a bliss of solitude)
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Hazel (ed)To someone come from the past for a brief glimpse ..
Would be happy if we could stay in touch, but I wouldn't push things too hard. Never did. I always believed in exercising my right to put in my case, and always respected the other person's right to accpet or reject that. Its been an honourable deal, and I look back at a life which does not reveal much dishonesty or pain inflicted on others. Must have been dead wrong at many places, but have always tried to pull back and rectify -- always had this in mind: will my mother forgive me if I cheated on someone? She never would , and although I was lucky enough to have a helluv a good life, it was largely free from any need for lying. HAve a great time with dear hubby. Wish u all luck and happiness in life. See if you could let me know when you are back.
HAZEL: To someone come from the past for a brief glimpse ..
Would be happy if we could stay in touch, but I wouldn't push things too hard. Never did. I always believed in exercising my right to put in my case, and always respected the other person's right to accpet or reject that. Its been an honourable deal, and I look back at a life which does not reveal much dishonesty or pain inflicted on others. Must have been dead wrong at many places, but have always tried to pull back and rectify -- always had this in mind: will my mother forgive me if I cheated on someone? She never would , and although I was lucky enough to have a helluv a good life, it was largely free from any need for lying. HAve a great time with dear hubby. Wish u all luck and happiness in life. See if you could let me know when you are back.
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