This week, the Daily post decided to choose the theme ‘From Above‘ for the photo challenge. And here’s my interpretation of it:
I Think WAY Too Much!
Let’s face the truth: there is no escape, no short-cut. When Love gets to us, we are trapped… forever. Trapped in a vicious circle of loving blindly, getting hurt, moving on… well you thought you moved on, and then, you fall in love again only to get hurt again. Until you find the One. If you ever do.
Isn’t that sad.
With all that St Valentine’s Day stuff going around for a while since now more than a week, I’ve been reflecting a lot on Love. I believe that my faithful readers know that perfectly, since most of my previous posts revolve around it, whether in a romantic or gloomy way.
But recently, I’ve felt Her coming back.
And by Her, I mean, An Evil Nymph.
I had a long weekend. Friday was a public holiday, here in Mauritius. Yet, as I’m writing this, on Monday morning, I realise that even though I should have had more time to do what I had to do, I in fact did not. I even didn’t have the time to check out WordPress and check my mail as I used to!
What happened exactly?
Well, on Friday, I got my hair cut (again haha, I tend to keep it as short as a boy’s), then since it was a holiday I went to my grandma’s and during my spare time, I blogged (my last post) and did Art homework. Fine.
It was on Saturday that I lost it.
My mind, I guess.
It’s Friday! Yeah! So as promised, here’s my weekly contribution to this week’s Picture it & Write:
Falling in love… who would ever want to even fall?
It seems like walking without looking at your feet, with the unconscious knowledge of the destination, and then suddenly, there’s a precipice.
And you fall.
This French quote from François Mauriac very much describes my main motivation for siding with evil characters in my stories. I can’t really translate it though, because in English it won’t have that same impact it had on me, you see… The French language has a particular (charming and poetic) style that I just can’t reproduce in English. But basically, Mauriac tells us that he prefers to write on those who are ‘evil’ and unconventional instead of those who are good and virtuous.
I can totally understand why. (And I totally understand Mauriac thus that’s why I’m in love with his book, Thérèse Desqueyroux).
Hey guys, before getting to the point of this post, I would like to tell you that your comments on my previous post Why I Believe That ‘Revision = Depression’ have helped me make my day and made me smile! Exams are currently not so easy but I’m doing my best. I’m still a little depressed because I just fell sick, but other than that, I feel better, thank you.
So this week’s photo challenge is BIG!
This week’s photo challenge from The Daily Post is Happy. And here’s my interpretation. Enjoy!
A few days earlier, I realised that I was being too self-centred. I mainly thought of only myself, buying stuff for myself, taking care of myself… All right, I know it’s good. It’s recommended, as at least we know that we are not depressed and want to end our lives, but then, it has a purpose. Yes, being self-centred for a while actually helps us to realise one main thing:
Do you believe in what some would call the uplifting of human consciousness? Do you believe in not only physical but mental evolution? What happens when someone has achieved a level of higher consciousness and sees with new sharpened eyes, hears with more sensitive ears, smells things that are kilometres away? What is going on as every little part of the world has opened up for us to see things clearer… for us to understand and know better?