Unthirsty
I have forgotten how to write, how to narrate stories of people, how to tell my stories.
Questions have halted yet answers have not been provided. Here I am at a standstill.
No, do not think I have been quite depressed, on the contrary, this is the point in my life where everything is just perfect. Too perfect.
But you see we have an innate thirst for what boggles and perplexes us, what makes us twitch our minds. It is of this thirst that makes us seek more for meanings lying somewhere bordering the sanity and insanity.
Ah yes, perhaps this current feeling of happiness is to be blamed that is causing all of these. The previous posts of soliloquy and somber, morose and moronic, impulsivity dabbed with regret, of concordant and discord, euphoria in its purest form, all these were written with sadness looming in my thoughts.
Oh how I could just shake this off and try to write again!
How awful it is for man to feel happy yet can not acclimatize to the feeling but when a truly worse encounter passes that is when you can think better, of difference, in thoughts of assortment. How truly ironic it is that you need to feel sad in order to seek happiness and happiness in turn can be monotonous...
So for now I shall be a hermit. Only time will tell when I have recollected my thoughts again.
Questions have halted yet answers have not been provided. Here I am at a standstill.
No, do not think I have been quite depressed, on the contrary, this is the point in my life where everything is just perfect. Too perfect.
But you see we have an innate thirst for what boggles and perplexes us, what makes us twitch our minds. It is of this thirst that makes us seek more for meanings lying somewhere bordering the sanity and insanity.
Ah yes, perhaps this current feeling of happiness is to be blamed that is causing all of these. The previous posts of soliloquy and somber, morose and moronic, impulsivity dabbed with regret, of concordant and discord, euphoria in its purest form, all these were written with sadness looming in my thoughts.
Oh how I could just shake this off and try to write again!
How awful it is for man to feel happy yet can not acclimatize to the feeling but when a truly worse encounter passes that is when you can think better, of difference, in thoughts of assortment. How truly ironic it is that you need to feel sad in order to seek happiness and happiness in turn can be monotonous...
So for now I shall be a hermit. Only time will tell when I have recollected my thoughts again.
truts!
ReplyDeleteI think, kuya G, it's because happiness is so serene and profoundly peaceful that there's no more need to seek clarity. A lot of us write to find some sort of coherence and harmony and order amidst the chaos of our lives, and since there is no more need to look for that, we find ourselves mystified at the absence of the transient happiness borne of writing during those times.
ReplyDeleteWe find ourselves in a new landscape already. It will always take some time to get used to, but I guess the only thing that's left for us to do is to learn how to write of the happiness around us. We have to take baby steps again, but what's good is that we can look forward to walking through this happy place in time.
Tranquility is the writer's worst enemy. Hehehe.
ReplyDeletei'm the opposite i guess. when i was happy, i used write most of the time but for the time that i was sad and depressed i chose not to write.
ReplyDeletemaybe because, i'm trying to prevent saying something that i might regret.
i hope you'll find your inspiration G, so you can get back into the zone. :)
maybe you'll be inspired to write about your happiness. if we do not hear from you soon, we will try not to miss you, but rather be happy for you.
ReplyDeleteI ask for pardon if I interpret this as a life crisis. Happiness, to me, can't be monotonous; There are levels of it in pleasure, joy, gladness, contentment, bliss, and euphoria.
ReplyDeleteOh, please find serenity in isolation. I'm a new follower and I would love to read you future takes on happiness. :)
*your future. haha
ReplyDeleteHi G! sorry at naging busy ako ng sobra, hehehe...
ReplyDelete:)
I hope hindi ka mag hiatus! :) Ganun talaga ang life, monotonous and boring, it's up to you kung kukulayan mo ba ng red, blue of green! black ata napili mo ngaun! :D LOL
Be happy always :D
Then perhsps it is time to take that leap, to begin to see the world and realize there are stories waiting to be written everywhere. Not just ours.
ReplyDeleteKane
Ohhh... i can relate to this too much...motivated to write by sadness and pain.
ReplyDeletehappiness is too boring to write about, everybody loves dramas. :)