It's all Connected

Many years had passed and somehow or rather, small and insignificants things have become a problem. A big problem I would say. Small they're when they stand alone. The problem comes when they are collectional. Collecting them piece by piece and soon they erupt. Many will say, or more politely 'would' say- let bygone be bygone, forget the past, don't be too strong holding on grudges etc but to me, all these are bullshit. Out of 10, 9 will never put themselves in your shoes when they advise with such nice amidst promising quotes they can ever find in this world. You wonder what will happen to the last one and might even want to argue that at least there is one that really understand you and the world isn't that bad after all and be grateful. Let me tell you this, the last one is a fence sitter. He or she will never give a shit to what you're saying. Don't bother to even put he or she in to claim credit.

Problems should be looked, considered and attended individually. Yes, but when it's insignificant, you'll be told, stop making a mountain out from a molehill. Again, this small insignificant thing begins to match with its counterpart and hence- A BIG PROBLEM. Looking at the recent concluded overwhelming problems or should I say challenges had really put on the button. It's far more imaginable that a person with such high education would act in a manner where it could not be condoned at all. I had never been so sure in my life and this time, it has really kicked off the threshold in me. Needless to say, I was at rage.

Rage has never given a positive result and this time, no exception either. Considering the facts that things can't be solved according to the peaceful way, then it's the- my way. Frank Sinatra had said it and I don't wish to repeat. Wished that I would feel sympathy or sorry for the counteraction but it's so strange that such feeling doesn't exist anymore. Not even a second to it. Though I reckon that things will be looked in a different manner when rage has left, to no avail. Perhaps the feeling is too genuine to be fooled.

Reason why the feeling failed to be nourished positively is due to the fact that it has been replaced by disappointment. A feeling that comes close to no end, if yes, not in the nearest time that one can ever imagine of. Regardless of all reasons, one can always see the truth although it has been countlessly denied. It's the bond- friendship that shows it. The heart will speak when you really listen to it. Yes, I have always believed in mutual effort in maintaining a friendship but the stronger I hold to this principle, the more I feel agitated.

I do not wish to be left out and with that, I'm going to chase my own destiny through my own way. No emotional moments anymore after this as I have set out to be free. Free from delusion. They have to work on their own. I accept the way they are. My hands extend no more and I will keep them safe from harm. Just a simple goodbye to bid a warm and emotional farewell to the old me.