Definition of Life and Memories.

Apparently you could say they are equally important because they both meant a universe for you. What if a day you were placed in a situation where you only have a choice to choose one of them to live? You may choose not to answer it, but such cases might appear out of the blue, for instance you have a bag of blood, whether for your mother or your beloved partner if they got into an accident? In fact, I could not tell you an answer, instead I’ll give you points to let you figure out which is important, choice’s yours.

If you sacrifice your partner, then you could have lost a chance to get the perfect adhesive force of love anymore. It takes time, luck, mood, environment and interest for a long lasting couple to be created. Say, you have a girlfriend/boyfriend and you got her/him by with ease, I can assure you that your relationship don’t last. How could you fit a shotgun shell into a pistol to create a ignition and blast, it just doesn’t make sense.

If you sacrifice your family member(or family in general), then you will lose the person who carries the same blood with you, who lived with you, who shared happiness with you, who defends you till his last breathe. A girlfriend can be found in the streets, but a family member or will never appear twice. The memories will just vanish and disappear, rendering it lost in time and not to be created anymore in the future.

It’s just a question worth for a brief thinking, I find it is simple yet hard to spill an answer. I’ve scratched my head for 3 months, but still have no idea which one I will save if they both were in trouble, and the unfortunate one will gone.

So bitter that the dawn lost,
condescending purposes for his task,
Pending, pending, and pending,
Until the beacon of light shines by,
‘Why, my dear?’ it asked, again and again.

Miraculous sounded ridiculous,
And ridiculous had it purposes,
‘Why, my dear?’ was questioned,
the place, the people, or the heart?
Was it you or it is just me?

The shore is stoned by the beats,
While the leaves are danced by the wind,
A never ending effort so does a never ending motion,
Perhaps passion was not hot enough,
To alter the outcome.

I’m drown into the pit of love again

As a granted human being like you and me, we used to be too complacent and overrated ourselves. This statement can be proved by just looking around your mates, find out one who acted like he (or she) is always right while others are never correct. I do not even dare to give a constructive criticism because I’m not any better too. Assuming people around you are worthless pathetic, but before clarifying that can you provide a valid reason to claim yourself as the most righteous person on earth? Come on let’s get grown up, something you hate isn’t something wrong, same goes as something you like isn’t necessarily correct.

I have this friend (girl) who is very similar to the statement I am trying to proof above. Critiques from her are continuous and restless towards almost everything she get in touch with. Although she does the same to me by keep teasing me fat while she doesn’t know it’s really getting annoying and insulting when time passes, I never tease her. This is because I have no rights to do so, I am not perfect, not even someone compared to a decent person.

Note: I am not as good as what my appearance tells you. I sin more than people do.

Sometimes you can also see some people spilling contradicting words by pointing out people’s mistake and keep discriminating it while he himself is possessing the same mistake too. These people have completely no idea what are they doing, in the end they will get teased and despise.