Monday, 12 May 2008

to be... or not to be...

Had abit of a catch up with a girlfriend to find out how she is and to see if am able to check out what is wrong when heard how she has not been quite her usual self. This is the girl who embraces all things good and wholesome, and is the advocate for true happiness. Many would think it is unthinkable and impractical in this modern day and age for such a Pollyanna to exist. In all truth, it is utterly refreshing to have such a delightful sprite around.

Due to the little clause of "private and confidential" under the Hippocratic Oath, and my personal policy of being the "human swiss bank account" to girlfriends, am only able to sum it up that she is torn in between two significant loves that hold substantial weightage in her life. Very sadly, she is carrying an immense chunk of a burden, while simultaneously struggling to find the point of equilibrium for both her loves to coexist in harmony. My only worry and fear in all this, is her losing herself in the midst of this period of floating. That ain't exactly music to my ears unfortunately.

In retrospect, ideally and logically, in a figurative sort of way, the state of equilibrium is technically possible. There is probably some mathematical theory or scientific speculation where this whole chunk of a situation could be boxed into to deduce and infer some plausible sort of ratiocinative solution. Realitisically, think it has been proven more than once, on more than one account, that emotion never did quite run the path of usual and normal, let alone rational and reasonable.

Having said that, if she does ever read this, just want her to know that she ain't alone, and that totally comprehend how she feels. By some funny quirk, some one up there did happen to make this kooky oddball quite the alien. So if she does not mind, she is more than welcome anytime to hop onto my spaceship and we can hover and float around together. Meanwhile, we will figure out a game plan as to how to conquer our personal Mount Everests. Much as the uphill climb is onerous and backbreaking, side by side hospital beds are inclusive of the package by the way. At the very least, you know you have company in the case of a fall. The only non permitted species on the spacecraft are the martians, pun intended.

Having that talk with her has somewhat put me into a serious contemplative mood. In all honesty, there ain't nothing wrong with a little deep reflection to put one back on track with life. The only problem, is how.

Many a time, that is a question that remains very much unanswered and quite the Pandora's box on its own. Other times, one gets on with it, only to land up right back at the very same crossroads, or end up at some other unconscionable farcical cross junction. That does make one wonder if the damn General Packet Radio Service, gprs in other words, function can start working already.

To be... or not to be... that is the question. Just how much would and can one go? That in itself, is another puzzling perplexity. Frankly, short of a Mensa genuius, really do not think any one could or would ever really figure it out. Either that, or the village idiot, or the three year old kid next door. It comes as no surprise that kids say the darndest things, some of which contains such profound wisdom it is absolutely mind boggling.

Love makes the world go around... Love can make one's world go upside down... Love makes a person go unsound...

It is the theme behind every, almost, note that strings up into a song composition, word that chains up into a story outline, movement that sequences and progresses into a dance choreography. When put in such a way, tough choice, or rather, tough luck. One can either love it, or well, hate it. Ironically, it inadvertently boils back down to the same thing, so much for options and free will...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

hi addy darling aka my swiss bank account lol..i love how you write, and that you do genuinely care. can i whisk about with your on your hovercraft? -big hug-

love
ruth

human swiss bank account said...

hi sweetie...
heartened to hear that u love how me write... coz it ain't very often that people actually get my verbose inane scribbles with me being so vapidly random... and yes... yes... yes my darling bacon bit... u're more than welcome aboard my hovercraft... little one inside included and'll be the sole exemption from the "no martians allowed" rule... -fat hug-