Walking Alone
Is it a matter of inexhaustible faith that causes inexorable disappointment? Or vice versa? Strange pondering that stifle my thoughts...Defeat is such a painful word which seems to pervade one's world without the slightest notice. We admire the achievements of others and despise our own weaknesses. Such is the order of the day that slowly becomes an irreversable trend. On and on it rolls, gathering pace, relentlessly.
Walking past each other, a perfunctory greeting. Nothing more. Will this return to normal? Probably not. Maybe there was never a normal...
Currently reading Monkey Grip by Helen Garner, who I consider a writer par excellence. She possesses the skill of weaving the literature into your mind and wraps you around the tapestry of her art. Wow.. Brilliant.
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Defeat is also something which you know you can do yet failed to do. But you become a better person because you hate the bitterness of defeat and you believe that you could really do it. And then you are motivated to stand up and find out what's wrong and attempt to do it again.
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