The Soulful Atom

It's possible, for people to change. I've seen it. I've known it.

Some basics may remain same.. However sometimes they are completely eradicated.

The readiness, degree, constance and speed of change depends on what is at stake. I thought maybe it depends on the stubbornness of the person too. Maybe. But more than that its about what is at stake if they don't change.

It may take years, and sometimes just moments..

All it takes is the realisation of what will be lost if one doesn't change.

Some times it just takes 2 days. :) :)

You tell me that words don't mean anything. You say actions tell everything.

Yes actions are important. But what of the moments where no action is possible? When there is only helplessness due to external factors? The feelings and the desires don't cease to exist do they? In such moments its word that help us keep going on. Its words that restore faith. Its kind words that heal wounds at times. At times no matter what action you try to take nothing works. Words restore hope. They show light where everything is darkness and no way forward. They help us pave a path, for a future that seems lost in the fog of uncertainty. Words build confidence. Sometimes feelings need to be put out in words. Actions will follow. Words are as important. Especially when action is lagging behind. Let words take the lead sometimes.. They'll help each other..

The storms have been raging. Its been a while now.

Born despite themselves, against their own wishes, forced into existence, with nowhere to go but up and out...

No one sees the angst and tears in their eyes and their torn up hearts as they destroy everything in their paths..

Let them rage.. Let them destroy..

They exist for this..

They have to live their life out..

For, yes, everything ends and so will they..

And when they finally blow out all the steam, when our hearts calm down and choose to see the light of day again in each other, we will be well beyond the shadow of these storms.

They are here to bless us, to open our eyes. They bring these tears to clear our vision.

So that we can see ourselves and each other clearly.

So hang in there. Don't let go. Hold on. Don't give up.

Lets put our faith in the blowing out of these storms and the calm that awaits us beyond...

Its on its way. So stay here with me, and ask me to stay with you.. We'll see it through.. :)

Make me believe in love again..

I do you know, i still do, like hell i do..

Help me trust again please...

I do even now...

Even so, help me, will you?

It won't take much i promise...

Does anyone care about depth anymore these days?

Do people look at each other as people?

Or is it just all superficial? Was it always all superficial?

Appearance, social status, possessions, success... And now posts and likes and followers...

Do effort, consistency, honesty, loyalty don't matter anymore? Did they never matter?

Have I been living under a rock all my life?

Do words and actions don't matter whatsoever?

Are people so easily discardable? Its a whole life... Its an existence... Its unique, each and every single one. They all have something special to offer to just have..

Does depth of a person does not matter anymore? What they are bringing to the table with so much love, for you.. When they see you, recognise you, accept you, admire and respect you.. Does all this not matter anymore? Did it never?

Have I been living in my own head all my life?

They say, and i know, that there are similar types of people everywhere.. Where?

Where is the depth?

CP : Why are we all so broken?

BP : Maybe so that light can enter....

*Slowly blowing bubble gum, almost pensively*

I've missed you both.... CP and BP...

I've become someone i don't recognise anymore.. Bring me back please...

Aucune flamme ne s'allume dans ce vide.

Mais ce vide est une apparition à toi.

C'est toi qui m'accompagne quand ce vide vient me consommer.

Il m'accompagne quand tu peux pas.

Ce vide qui me rend aveugle. Où le temps s'arrête, se gele.

Et donc je le laisse me dévorer.. Chaque jour, chaque moment que je souffle.

C'est toi, en moi.