So yeah, it's been way too long since I've actually written here. To be honest, there's been several things I've been wanting to write about - my new found love for the world's most beautiful game, Newcastle United getting relegated, the former president, the new president, the disappearance of true rock... among others.
But in relation to that last statement, I've been tripping out on one particular song, from one of the world's greatest musicians of all time. Funnily enough, I never really paid that much attention the first time I heard the song. Sure, it had a great beat and everything - but I never really paid attention to the message before... Well, before I decided to take a fifty minute stroll around midtown. At one in the morning.
For the longest time, I never knew what he meant by 'Love is not the easy thing. The only baggage that you can bring is all that you can't leave behind.'
First, notice how it's love is not THE easy thing, and not love is an easy thing? But yeah, after another past-midnight stroll (this time in the comfort and safety of my own subdivision), I believe I was finally able to decode it. Well, meaning is subjective, but here's my two cents of it.
All relationships are terminal. Even marriage. Even though divorce isn't legal in most Eastern nations, it's still 'til death do us part, right? We all die.
But on a less morbid note - 'the only baggage you can bring is all that you can't leave behind.' All relationships are terminal, and sometimes by our choice. At the same time, though, every relationship every individual goes through 'molds' that individual. At least that's my interpretation of it. When someone says that they've 'completely' moved on from their past relationship - have they really? That's what I mean when someone is molded through every relationship they go through. I actually don't believe in the concept of tabula rasa, but I'm a firm believer in social nurture. Who we are is formed by everything around us. And yes, every relationship we go through forms our identity. That's what I think anyway. But isn't it a choice?
That's another thing I believe in - everything is a choice. Now, I understand this may actually contradict my earlier statement about social nurture. Then again, who we are is also our choice. If we wanted to hang out with a bunch of gangstas and drug addicts, sure, we could - and become one in the process.
Frankly, I think I've lost my key point. But yeah, in love, there are things we can't leave behind - how much, that's our choice.
All that we fashion, all that we make... All that we build, and all that we break. All that we measure, and all that we feel, and all that we can't leave behind.
Be strong. Walk on.
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