gone too soon

This is my favorite part of the book, Memoirs of a Geisha. 🙂

From this experience, I understood the danger of focusing only on what isn’t there.  What if I came to the end of my life and realized that I’d spent everyday waiting for a man who would never come to me? What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realize I’d never really tasted the things I’d eaten, or seen the places I’d been because I’d thought of nothing but the Chairman even while my life was drifting away from me.  And yet, if I drew my thoughts back from him, what life would I have?  I would be like a dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give.

I just love the sweet cadence of the words. And the emotions within those words are almost tangible that one cannot help but be touched by them.

And it’s true.  Sometimes, there’s an elusive dream that we almost always foolishly push ourselves into pursuing.  Even though you know sometimes that it’s not good for you anymore or you waste and sacrifice a lot of things for it, you can’t seem to stop.  The scary thing about it is that if you do, you’ll be hounded by what-ifs and the maybe’s. So which one should you choose?

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Though beset by a lot of personal troubles and issues, he still is one of the best performers who has ever graced the entertainment world.  Here’s a cover of his song Gone Too Soon, by Babyface and Stevie Wonder.

When something becomes a part of your childhood and that something goes away abruptly, a part of you goes away as well: belief in happy endings, a sense of invulnerability, a little hope.  But then at the same time, the cloak of life’s ordinariness is thrown back and one becomes more aware and more conscious of life, of what’s around, of what exists.  And for that brief period of time, you just understand.

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Maybe we’re over-thinking things.  Life was meant to be lived, not to be analyzed. [bum mode]

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Calvin and Hobbes

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~ by moonsparks on June 27, 2009.

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