An addition for: The Split-Apart Theory

So instead of just adding this to "The Split-Apart Theory" post, which I easily could have done, I'm giving it it's own post because I don't want it to be thrown into that post and not looked at. This quote it much too beautiful to not receive some eyes.


“A soul mate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. Our soul mate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we’re two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we’ve found the right person. Our soul mate is the one who makes life come to life.”

----Richard Bach


You can obviously see why when I came across this quote how I had to post it in relation to my previous post. That's all.

The script has gone through some editing

I had so many different expectations for this summer, it's pretty unbelievable how it actually turned out. It's like I had a cast, the plot, the whole wardrobe, setting, climax and ending already set up. And now I look at this summer and realize that everything has changed. This storyline has branched off in a whole new direction. A direction that I wasn't rehearsed for, I didn't memorize my lines, I'm not off-book. So i guess I'm going to improv, which always gets you through. Due to the change in the plot/storyline, the setting has changed as well. And probably the most drastic change of this summer was the cast. There are people out of my life who I thought would be supporting characters, but now there are new supporting characters and new leads. Which I actually really love because this is obviously the way the script should have been written.

Impressive.

For some really awesome Improv Dance to
the song "The Scientist" by Coldplay, go here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htW6CPBC0MQ&feature=related#movie_player

Ciao

I've come to realize that I hate it when the part where you have to say goodbye approaches.I hate it, but love it in some sort of small manner. Of course, having to say goodbye to someone is naturally a tiny bit heart breaking, but goodbye is kind of beautiful. I mean, when you say goodbye to someone, you are now going to be given the opportunity to be away from them for some time. You'll miss them, and think of them. They'll be on your mind often, and in your heart often. Which makes the reuniting of the two of you a really beautiful occasion. I mean, they say "Distance makes the heart grow fonder." which sounds extremely cliche, but cliches are cliches because they happen often, which makes them pretty valid. Here's a quote from my favorite author, Jonathan Safran Foer, from his book "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" that this blog entry kind of birthed from:

"I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone."

How can you deny the beauty of goodbye;
the beauty of missing someone; the beauty of reuniting? You can't.

No lies, Just love.

1.) Imagine a future moment in your life where all of your dreams come true. You know it's the greatest moment of your life and you get to experience it with just one person....who is standing next to you?

Okay so this quote is from Dawson's Creek, which is a little bit lame. Never watched the show, never had any interest to. But a lot of the quotes from the show make you think, which is always a good thing. I posted this particular quote as my status on facebook a few days ago and didn't really have any responses, and I was so incredibly curious as to what people would say. Although, I guess its a lot of pressure to try and pick that person right now. I mean, it could change, right? But I believe that there are a lot of people out there that already know the answer to this. So who do you pick? I personally, am thinking of all of the people in my life, the people who are closest to me. I think you should narrow it down to that select group and then think of each individual person and try and decide who you'd want to witness your greatest moment. The moment where everything falls together and you have such a big sigh of relief and happiness. I would pick the person that I feel wants to see me succeed and be happy the most. I'd pick the person who wants to see me "make it" the most out of that select group. The one who supported and told me to go for it. I'm assuming most people would try and do the same in their choosing. I'm going to end on that note. I'm leaving my choice a mystery to you, the reader. But I ask that maybe you think this question through, do you have an answer?





2.) Have you ever looked at a picture of yourself and seen a stranger in the background? You know, it makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other peoples lives we've been in? Were we a part of someones life when their dreams came true? Or when their dreams died?

---We could be part of so many significant moments in peoples lives and not even know about it. For some reason I find that a little comforting. Maybe we're somehow part of someone's dream coming true, or the moment they fell in love, or the moment they were reunited with someone they've been missing for so long. If I've been part of people's moments by being in the background, I hope they've only been great moments in their lives. Not the sad ones, the ones that change everything for the worst. I hope I haven't been in the moments of separation, of heartache, of a shattered dream, or of death. I guess we'll never know what moments we've been the bystander for. Kinda bugs me.




Think of how different it would be if you never
met the one person who changed everything.

quote:rant:quote

"So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk
thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane."


Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. That’s why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is… if you don’t risk everything, you risk even more.



"In the beginning, there was nothing at all but the moon and the sun. And the moon wanted to come out during the day, but there was something so much brighter that seemed to fill up all those hours. The moon grew hungry, thinner and thinner, until she was just a slice of herself, and her tips were as sharp as a knife. By accident, because that is the way most things happen, she poked a hole in the night and out spilled a million stars, like a fountain of tears."


so many great quotes:
http://listography.com/luella/quotes/literature

Heart>Head

Just so you know, I absolutely adore everything about you.

The Split-Apart Theory

The first ever written reference to each person having a destined mate was given from the ancient Greek philosopher, Plato (427 BC-348 BC). Plato's theory was that each human being is part of one soul, in which they only have half of. The idea is that the soul was "split-apart" and separated from each other– and, since that time, the two halves have been forever searching for one another in order to join together and regain their sense of original created wholeness.

Many serious theorists propose that each of these alleged halves of the one soul learns all of life's lessons at their own pace, and if the two halves happen to cross paths at some point during life, they may have a powerful bond; because they are each other's "split-apart". They find a truly genuine connection, they're so alike in emotions or issues, that in some cases it's too much for them to handle.

There are many studies and theorists that support this type of idea. As well as, a few movies, such as, "The Butcher's Wife" or many other romance movies out there. Another source that I feel definitely supports the idea of "split-aparts" is the story of Adam and Eve. I'm not saying any religious preferences and opinions of my own personal life. I'm simply stating that the bible is a very important book to hundreds of thousands of people across the globe, and the story of Adam and Eve talks about them being one and being split in two. Being each other's "split-apart".

Here's where my personal, hopeless romantic self kicks in. Do I believe in a "split-apart", a "meant to be" a destiny? It's a very abstract and sometimes unappealing idea to many, but I honestly believe in the soul and a "meant to be". Each person has a "split-apart" out there, but they don't always find them. For example, the people who are forever alone. They didn't come across the other half, and decided not to settle on just any companion to keep them company. And you could object to that statement and say that it's false and that some people just chose to be alone and like to be alone, but what if they were to come across that one person, that person that is their "split-apart" would it change everything?

Now the question that rises is, when/if you meet your "split-apart" how will you know? I read an article about a man who claimed he had met his "split-apart", ten years previously to writing his article. He claimed it was "too much" for him, like Plato's theory states could occur. The way the man explained his reason for knowing it was her, was by stating that it was "an easy, natural kind of love", "a different kind of love he had ever felt." The man said he knew when he saw her, that it was something out of the ordinary; that when he looked her in the eyes, everything just made sense.

When/if one were to meet their "split-apart", I believe it should be unique, unplanned and give you a feeling that you've never felt with another. I guess it's one of those things that you are unsure about, until you look at someone and wonder, "Is this what it feels like?"

Second chance at a fresh start?

Well...this is a new start. Officially a brand new start. I guess I'll actually write stuff on this. For a while I was getting lazy and just posting photos and such. I mean, don't get me wrong, photos are wonderful and nice to the eyes. But I'd like to start posting things that are nice to the mind more often.

I guess this is where I should update you, huh? To the few random viewers, the following will be your update: I was originally heading to Five Towns College in Dix Hills, Long Island with a major in musical theatre. It was an exciting path I was heading towards, but in the past few days, this entire path has changed to something completely different and not really what i was ready for. My father and I got into a fight about some stuff. Sure, i was wrong. But so was he in a lot of cases. This is where college came into the picture. He "took away" Five Towns College from me, and now I am heading to the county college for a semester to "re-center" myself, as he likes to say. I will then be heading back to Montclair State University. I didn't even give it a chance the first time. So i guess you win in the end Montclair, somehow i knew you would.

A lot of other changes have happened recently besides the whole college situation. I'm not going to go into too much depth, but I wake up with a smile on my face. I found someone that when they look at me, i can tell they really see all of me. It's a great feeling.

I guess that's what I'll leave you with for this entry. I'll probably post something else in a few minutes.

past

I’m trying to remember what it felt like before I knew what was going on. you know when you’re like 7 years old and finally understand that things suck. …I think I always knew.

I knew my parent’s couldn't love each other. And I knew that the peach marker was in no way, the right color for our skin tone. I don’t know where this is coming from…

You see, I still used the peach marker, because I had to use something. And I still got mad at my parents for fighting, even though I knew they needed to.

.....

Something we do

Relationships, we do this.

People have relationships because they are willing to try. they are willing to put something out there for someone else to love. kind of like a friendship. but a little deeper. you can kiss your friend, but you won’t get that spark. people have relationships to feel that spark on a regular basis. people are in relationships, because they are risk takers. time managers. horny as hell. people have relationships to try their hand at success. people have relationships to work on themselves.

people have relationships, because love is a need. people want relationships, because humans crave companionship.

you meet someone. you want to puke, because relationships, in their beginning stages, make you want to puke, but you do it anyway. because you are strong. too excited. because you found someone that is worth it.

people have relationships to spend vacations with people they can kiss under the stars. people want these relationships so that they can play scrabble with someone just as smart as they are. people want that ball and chain, because sometimes it’s fun to yank it back.

people have relationships because of train stations. because sometimes you want someone to kiss you goodbye. and sometimes it’s nice to kiss someone hello. because you are brave in the waiting, and happy in the anticipation. because, sometimes, there is nothing better than waiting for a train that will start a 2 hour trip.

and this is why, i have learned, people do this.

Shoes

I have some new shoes.
With new roads and new places
embedded into them,
waiting patiently for summer.
You can walk in my old ones.

Another Tuesday

"It's a funny thing coming
home. Nothing Changes. Everything
looks the same, feels the same, even
smells the same. You realize what's
changed, is you."
-The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

Passion can destroy

The one thing I have always loved and had a
passion for is the one thing I know will destroy me.

Synecdoche, New York

"Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you'll never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel loved. And the truth is I'm so angry and the truth is I'm so fucking sad, and the truth is I've been so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long have been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own, and their own is too overwhelming to allow them to listen to or care about mine. Well, fuck everybody. Amen."

Some Strong Bones

Today I saw an old man on the train, He took out his wallet and pulled out a picture of what appeared to be him and his wife. He brushed his fingers over her face, as if he could feel her skin through the photograph. He then pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed his eyes with it. The picture shaking in his hands and his delicate sighs were enough evidence for me to realize he lost the love of his life. I cannot even begin to fathom the idea of losing someone I shared my whole life with. I don't know how I would handle that situation. I would be mad, it would be unfair to be left to live without them. I wouldn't want to live one day or even one moment without them. I think couples who are truly in love should die together, for they are one piece, not two seperate pieces. Honestly, I wouldn't be able to handle the world if my other half died. I would surely melt to a puddle. How is he doing it? I took another look at the old man and even with his frail bones and gentle hands, I decided he was the strongest person in the world.