Saturday, September 5, 2009
defining moments
defining moments. the most fleeting of instances. they come and go, so inevitably fast that it is often impossible to fathom their past, if not, present existence.
but moments do happen, even if they are fleeting, they did happen and sometimes, that is all that ever matters.
do we pick these moments? or do they pick us?
it is, like so many other things, just a semantics issue.
but there is always a truth within semantics, one meaning has to be the truth. it is never possible for semantics to be true because no one ever makes their own truth. it is just simply there.
no one can ever have just one defining moment. the best of times come and go. there's never just one. there will be another best of times, even if it is not like the previous ones before. defining moments, they come and go. they shape who you are, what you are. they correct, they replace. in the end, life is spent learning about these defining moments and how they all defines you. defining moments, they pick us, but it is us who picks one, if not, more that ever matters.
the list of defining moments goes on for ages. they are fleeting, sweet and subtle, like the summer breeze or the blush on your cheeks, but they are there to stay, because they define who you are. and in the end, it's these defining moments that ever matter. there's too much to even fathom, but one will always mean the most of all.
defining moments. the most fleeting of instances. they come and go, so inevitably fast that it is often impossible to fathom their past, if not, present existence.
but moments do happen, even if they are fleeting, they did happen and sometimes, that is all that ever matters.
do we pick these moments? or do they pick us?
it is, like so many other things, just a semantics issue.
but there is always a truth within semantics, one meaning has to be the truth. it is never possible for semantics to be true because no one ever makes their own truth. it is just simply there.
no one can ever have just one defining moment. the best of times come and go. there's never just one. there will be another best of times, even if it is not like the previous ones before. defining moments, they come and go. they shape who you are, what you are. they correct, they replace. in the end, life is spent learning about these defining moments and how they all defines you. defining moments, they pick us, but it is us who picks one, if not, more that ever matters.
the list of defining moments goes on for ages. they are fleeting, sweet and subtle, like the summer breeze or the blush on your cheeks, but they are there to stay, because they define who you are. and in the end, it's these defining moments that ever matter. there's too much to even fathom, but one will always mean the most of all.
i love you most ardently, 11:02 AM.
