Justice

As the mist on the mirror slowly dissipates
The face that’s revealed is the one I most hate
So smash the reflections swift to the ground
Let this whole building come tumbling down
Then pull out a match and kindle a fire
Burn what remains let the flames climb higher
But leave me inside to share in its fate
So no one sees further the one I most hate.

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My Revenge

You taunted me with words and
tricked me with your lies
You never thought I’d see behind the secrets in your eyes.

The truth is even worse, though,
You didn’t try to hide.
You openly deceived me, flaunting your disguise.

But now you’ve seen I know all
the secrets and their truth
Your masquerade has ended the love that I once knew

Witness the conclusion
of this broken affair
Love is your illusion, hiding your despair.

Once felt but not again
for broken hearts soon mend
It’s pointless to defend for these words are my revenge.

 

Memories and Moments

Except for those very rare instances (though commonly used but widely misunderstood) of ‘kindred spirits,’ we don’t miss actually miss anyone. Your friend from highschool, your old college roommate, that one girl you still wonder about… We don’t miss them. We miss what they represent to us.
Moments.
We miss the time that we shared with them or the feeling we had when we were with them- the actual individual has little to nothing to do with our emotions. Another commonly used word-

Memory (ies): “An event or happening stored in our minds of events that have happened.” – Commonly understood definition.

But that is not what a memory is. A memory is a collection of moments brought together to form a mental picture in an individuals mind. The actual, or truthful, events that occurred may have absolutely nothing to do with the memory that is recalled. Hence the reason two people witnessing or experiencing the exact same event may have two polar opposite ideas of what happened. It’s not their memory- It’s how those moments formed together in their mind.

When someone says “I miss you” they are saying how they miss the emotional attachment they felt when they were with you. They were missing the moments of joy, pleasure, happiness, or any number of emotional responses to situations, that arose when they were around you. You will never attend a funeral and find someone excited to meet the person lying in the casket. Because now that person represents a moment of extreme discomfort and unpleasantness. Or at the least indifference or annoyance. The individual meant nothing. What that individual gave meant everything.

Moments.

This is also how emotionally distant individuals can be some of the nicest people to interact with. They will give you an immediate emotional connection (a moment) that you enjoy but try to take that moment and extend it, go deeper? It very quickly starts to feel strained and distant- Those moments are stringing together and becoming memories.

We love moments. We regret memories.

Today’s post is rather unusual for my blog, however this is something that has been bouncing around my head for awhile now so I decided to air out my thoughts. So be they right or wrong this has been my temperament lately. Undoubtedly I will continue to puzzle over the nature of those two entities but for now I will leave it to your thoughts to entertain.

As always thank you for reading.

Cheers,
Edward