When experiencing changes, one must remember which basic law applied to the structure, such as below.
A static object with no net force acting on it remains at rest or if in movement it will maintain a constant velocity
The same thing may apply in social structure. i.e. One would expect to see the tendency of how things move inside the structure. A single mistake might sincerely abort the whole system altogether.
Since time immemorial certain group of people would gladly decide things without even a single concern of how the others behave and their idea of how things would benefit them. Then when things go south, who gets the blame?
In response to Motion in text.
It’s rare to find Russian song like this. In life, there is always one moment we wish to last forever. Because of that, the title Давай Навсегда can never be any clearer. Here I thought that bridge is just right. But, again, being temporary is the main reason why we are grateful of what we have today and why we treasure our experience.
Быть с тобой до конца,
Меньше слов, взгляд в глаза,
Мы хотим получить ответ,
Но его между нами нет,
Быть с тобой до конца,
Меньше слов, взгляд в глаза,
Чтоб из них ни одна слеза
Lyrics is provided on here. Enjoy.
Some of great experience begin with unrefined plan. There will always be a plan but one realizes that the best plan is to let everything run on its course after one has done one’s part. Because there is no exact plan to do everything, one is required to be alert to surroundings. Journey could only begin with destination and sometimes great destination can only be found by being present.
One would never feel stranded on foreign destination because one would realize that people are all stranded in this world at certain context. Time is changing and people change without delay. Every time the watch ticks, one realizes that the moment has renewed itself making everything different than before. The same emotion won’t stay long and what is on the past could only live differently inside different head. Emotions would later translate into memories which would be later honored in distinguishable manner.
Emotion is born from sense and everything linked to emotion is bound to be remembered strongly. People, streets, markets, and parks are remarkable objects and the easiest way to preserve those is store their state in suitable medium. That would later make one decide if one would take pictures and just sit on nearby bench savoring the moment.
Once it ends, everything about it ends consequently. It leaves no trace but sequences written in one’s mind and those are bound to change over time. After a while, one would surely recognize if everything one remembers is based on reality and not fabricated occurrences. After that, decision is made that at most of times, let nothing told to public is better than telling everyone about the journey.
Our days were numbered and yet somehow we made it worked together. We visited several places we had always wanted to and managed to have our time together. While we usually and casually denied what people said about us, or laughed about it, deep down we knew that they, for a fact, understood what we were.
Now that those days have gone, why not enjoy some warm drink for afternoon company while listening to some pieces?
Late response to Fact.
Late intro to Salad Days.
Do you still remember the day we first met? Someone said that we met under national event during the banquet. Was it really a banquet? I could only remember a warm, nice cup of coffee and sat in a round table. I never recall your presence at the table.
Do you still remember the place at which you asked me to meet you on the afternoon? It was said that we met at the side of a pool. You were standing against stone pillar and later invited me to join you walking towards a building. We talked about the past we had experienced together. I was surprised that you still remembered everything in detail while I couldn’t still tell your number; the same number I used to call you.
It was in that building you filed a formal complaint to me because of how I called your name. Your name was so appealing that even hearing the name made me smile. I loved your expression when I called your name; an expression I couldn’t find anywhere else but you; a smile I couldn’t still comprehend.
Now if I look over my shoulder, bushes have overgrown the road we had shared together. Between the branches, several roses stand magnificently by their thorny stems. Nature has reclaimed its respectable spaces and trees have established their roots deeply. Some of them are bearing fruits and on those leaves you can still see the morning dew. Then I recall your mysterious smile again, drawn on my notebook, before continuing my walk.
In response to Memory Menu
Once the mouse has run out of battery, just swap with a new one and usually it will start working right away. Sadly, the same thing couldn’t be said about people. Once they’re out of system, unpleasant chemical reaction begins. Head starts spinning and mind wanders aimlessly.
Replacement soldier never really replaces the fallen soldier. Emotional bond binds them together through the darkest times. Once it’s severed, new parts won’t just do, unlike those of machines. Replacements enriches existing connection with new ones but not repair the teared ones. Time will make peace eventually but some wound leaves permanent scars. A memento mori, if you will.
In response to Replacement