Monday, April 12, 2004
First day in a "3 sub" class, the feeling is different. Time is in much abundance as I approached with each day with caution, not wanting to spoil the spirit to go forward. I know the transition and blows I've been through made me now. I know I'm capable...
As mentioned in the previous post, having the freedom to do something usually means having control over
when, where and how to do it. However, for
freedom of feelings, this does not hold. This is because unlike opinions that are controlled by the organ called
the brain.
Feelings are just induced by something, external or perhaps self-induced. One has no control over when, where and how he/she would feel. Though true that feelings cannot be controlled by another, the paradox of
freedom of feelings is that not even the one involved can.
Follow your heart...
Even though it is seemingly impossible for one to control their emotions, our actions are on the other hand, completely in our control, assuming no change in other external factors, ie. ceteris paribus. Feeling this way does not mean that one has to act accordingly. This is when logic and thinking takes over.
Follow the mind...
Heart of Mine
Do you want to know
If everything glittering
Will turn into the gold
I see in your hair
I feel it could be there
Somehow tonight
And do you want to find
Something worth saving
The change would do me right
Cause I've been just waiting
And hesitating
With this heart of mine
You're still a mystery
But there's something so easy
In how you're sweet to me
I feel completed
Like it's something I needed
For this heart of mine | | There's always something so tragic
About a hopeless romantic
So though we cannot know
If everything glittering
Will turn into the gold
I'm through with waiting
And hesitating
I want you taking
This heart of mine
Heart of mine
Heart of mine |
No doubt time has started to show its effects, and recountances have diminished with the passing of time. Memories are fading. Yet suddenly such a striking resemblance make it difficult to ignore the presence. Even as I know the exterior shell I'm facing certainly have significant difference, the charm is left seldom unnoticed. As I managed to catch a glimpse, I would definitely realize the gap is bridging. I can in fact feel my heart softening, melting as contact is made. But I know I'll have to follow my mind...
