Skip to main content

There are times I wish I could type as fast as each thought comes to my mind, 
but they tend to travel at a pace and velocity that no one can stop them to be put on paper; it is like a game they play with my mind. As soon as they come and make fun of my slowness they leave, without a trace. Yes, a thought that is gone and probably will never cross my mind again. All I can remember is the sweetness or the sadness it leaves; yes, only the sensation that they existed but no substance that can be poured on paper. They leave the confusion that keeps me pondering and searching for that thought that may not even existed to begin with. Or did it really come to enlighten me? If it did, it was a lesson learned and forgotten in the millisecond that they came and *puff* disappeared. 
 Well, they must have turned to smoke for a reason, they probably played a role in my life and after they were done they decided to go. Yes! I would decide to believe that.  And since some thoughts are hard to remember, I need to give reverence to those that do stay but are never put on paper simply because they do not come at the right time, you know when you cannot stop and make record of them just because you are too busy taking care of the daily routine, or maybe I am too lazy to stop and take the time to put my thoughts on paper. It is sad, because I do know they play a big role in my life, and even though I would really, really, really, really like to put them on paper or save them for later, I tend to put it in the back of my mind where I never remember about them again . . . this does make me upset now that I think about it.
I wonder if now that I have put these words on paper I would change the way I do things, like, will I stop and write them down? Or type them? Now technology is so advanced that I could even record it on my phone, or Ipod. But then old habits die-hard, will I take the step to change and write my thoughts out? Now that is something to ponder on, something that I can change if I am willing, question is will I find it worth it? 
Pic: taken by Annie Perez-Osorio

Comments

  1. MelissaJuly 16, 2012 at 7:47 PM

    Interesting thought! A mi me pasa lo mismo except it's mainly dreams. The mind can play crazy tricks on you lol I've had dreams that have been so clear the second I wake up but throughout the day it becomes blury and I only remember pieces of it. Maybe if I would write them down like you say, but it also slips your mind before you get a chance to do just that. We're they meant to be forgotten? Who knows? Lol...anyways, I'm happy this thought you write didn't slip away ;)

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Pensamiento 10/5/13

La ventana del cuarto esta abierta La melodía de los grillos están cantando su serenata La dulce melodía que hace a la luna feliz Que habrá hecho la luna para que la alaguen tanto? Ya que son varios grupos que están tocando. A la verdad no me enfadan, Me gusta escuchar su entonada, Que no necesitan guitarra ni flauta, Solo su cuerpo para entonarla. Tal vez debería de estar dormida, Perdida en un sueño relajante, Pero lo brisa entro por mi ventana, La cual no esta tan helada, Me alerto que la noche esta bella, Que aunque el cielo esta gris, Aun brillan las estrellas, El cual ilumina el mas allá, Y no nos deja perdernos en la oscuridad. La brisa me recordó de mi amado, Que en el cielo, en su trono esta sentado, Se a de estar riendo! Ya que conoce como corren mis pensamientos. Su brisa mando para abrazarme, Para recordarme que conmigo esta en todas partes. Y aun cuando quisiera caer en un lindo sueño, El mandara a sus gr...
Post a Comment
Read more

True Love

true love! what in the world is that? where can I go to find its meaning? when will I get an answer of that? true love!  the one that never fades away. the one that you dont find as easy as you believe. the one that understands it all. the one that forgives it all. the one that desires to give you the whole world. the one that with a kiss and a smile and a hug wants to say it all. the one that makes you feel butterflies in your stomach. the one that makes your heart beat so fast. the one that hear you out. the one that ends with a kiss after a fight. Is it the one that never asks permission when entering in your heart. Is it the one that makes you restless. Have you been lovesick? Do you know what im talking about because it seems that I just lost my mind.
1 comment
Read more

Soledad

Al buscar la soledad No significa buscar el aislamiento, El estar sola sin nadie, Encerrada en cuatro paredes, Eso seria una locura-loquera Aunque hay veces que si Te encuentras en esas cuatro paredes, Pero en la verdad no estas sola. (algo paradójico no?) Hay alguien quien te observa en silencio Hay alguien que te susurra palabras de aliento Alguien que te da una tremenda paz Que ni tu sola puedes encontrar. Al estar con tu amiga soledad, Puedes encontrar que no estas sola, Ya que la paz que buscas en su descanso puedes Encontrar. Aun en medio de la multitud, Puedes encontrar la soledad, Ya que es un estado donde tu buscas serenidad Donde no te mueves por la presión, Ni por la situación, Si no por la tranquilidad que confiando en El Puedes encontrar.  Pic: https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQIw84EmasTW5e8LR51v6cXVaKzKyR1HxV-HQADaKAKTpFzcjfs 9/21/13
Post a Comment
Read more