The Color of Blue and How it's Related to Christmas 12/23/02 15:15 |
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A lot of people generalized that White is always the color of Christmas, the answer is yes and no. In the highlands, the color of Christmas literally and figuratively means white or snow. As for the rest of the world, Christmas would be white, blue, suffering, illness, sadness, hunger and in retrospect that we could come up with.
Although I consider myself lucky, you may not be able to see what's going on between my past, the rest of the future and the considerable number of people that joined and dismissed from my journey. The life that we live sometimes seems different than what we hoped to be. It may seem that it's all at the state of mind, but human nature to be on top seems to take over.
We can never look back at the past without reminiscing the pains and glory of the old days. I used to be an innocent kid, and so did you. I had my pains and tremors and so did you. Acknowledging and learning from the past is never easy. Our lives depended on one thing, ourselves. You and you alone can change the world.
How do we change the world? Try love to others, and keep hatred somewhere else and not TO someone else. I do have hatred, but I consider my paper and my pen to be my best men to fight it. Sure, it's a long shot into becoming a writer, you're probably saying "Who the fuck is this guy?" go ahead, I'm not asking anyone to submit to my opinions, since everybody is entitled to give opinion.
Do you remember the last time you were caught by somebody older? It could be because you were looking up at her, literally through her skirt. It could also be that you wrote on somebody's diary and got caught with it. What do you feel now, when you look back at this things? I admit looking up at a girl's skirt when I was twelve, hell, I got a good tomatoe on my cheek after. Looking back at it, I know I feel sorry for that, but it gave me a smile. Do you remember the days when you had Christmas with your whole family? I do, and I smiled and felt sad when I remember those days.
I would call those Christmases the Heaven Blessed White Christmas, simply because those days were the best of times. I admit crying deep inside me missing those days. However, we must keep moving on towards the better of our children. Even though we have to bring that "during my time" phrase to our kids. I swore to myself never to bring that attitude, unfortunately it will come.
I ask from you, what have you done for Christmas? I know I tried everything for Christmas, but I can't conclude that it was enough. It's never enough to give love, you have to keep giving.